When somebody dies, they tend to get elevated to an untouchable godliness that can only be bestowed upon those who … More

Yesterday we came home from Ellie’s tennis lesson and I rushed to the kitchen to re-heat leftovers and boil corn … More

When I started teaching at my current school, they placed me in the reference room of the library. I was … More

Not quite 12 in this picture, but only 2 years off. What a dork. I started babysitting as soon as … More

When my first child was born 10.5 weeks early, I was exiled to a hospital room at the end of … More

Me in Yosemite, 2005. Baby fat, oh boy!  My idea of what my life should look like was very linear … More

“They were staring at us,” Kenneth would say, smirking. This always amused him. “No they aren’t,” I would insist. “Yeah … More

This is a riskier essay to put out there (more so than Wimpy Texter!), but I’m going to do it … More

When Kenneth passed away, I thought I needed to write down memories about him for the kids, and maybe for … More

I feel like we are all searching for a magic bullet answer about to how to prevent feeling negative emotions. … More