Love is a Tornado
This morning, my daughter hands me a little card that says her love for me is like a tornado. She drew a picture of a
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This morning, my daughter hands me a little card that says her love for me is like a tornado. She drew a picture of a
Today, we celebrate my daughter by a rite of passage ceremony that we’ve been thinking about for a long time. We are getting her ears
I’m standing in my clothes, waist high in water. I’m baptizing, with my husband, a great friend. I’m invited to join in this ancient ritual,
I read an article on the bus yesterday that recounts the results of a number of happiness studies. Researchers want to know if happiness is
This time last year, I was mad about everything. I was jealous of other mothers and their resplendent brunches, their new jewelry, and their country
Today was chilly, windy (hair in my face no matter which way I pushed it around), and gloomy. We drove out into the country to