Ordinary Moments

For every month I advance farther into my 40’s, I feel that my eyes do something a little funkier and weirder than the last. Seriously.┬áSometimes I can see billboards but not menus, and other days I can’t see my fingernails OR the house across the street....
Making Summer Last

Making Summer Last

You might think this is a post about finding an open pool and diving in with your kids one last glorious splashy time. Or maybe you think it’s about finding a hot afternoon after school where you can eat popsicles on the front porch and watch the world glide by....
Big Waves Little Waves…

Big Waves Little Waves…

Once, a long time ago and in a galaxy far far away, I wrote a post about trying to keep your footing when the monster waves of life slam into you. I vaguely remember the analogy I used: how at some point in my life I learned that if a big wave knocks you under water...
Life Changing

Life Changing

This morning my parents are packing up their car to make the first leg of their journey back to Atlanta. We’ve had a really great visit, and as always, I’m sad to see them leave. I think that no matter how old you get…there’s still a part of...
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