Eight Years
Eight years ago, my dad put down his last drink. I didn’t realize at the time how much that decision would ripple through every corner of our family. Back then, …
Eight years ago, my dad put down his last drink. I didn’t realize at the time how much that decision would ripple through every corner of our family. Back then, …
There’s something that happens when you lose a friend—it’s like the world keeps spinning, but a tiny piece of you just…stops. You still pack lunches, still argue with a seven-year-old …
Parenthood has a funny way of turning you into both a giver and a taker, sometimes in the same breath. I give the last bite of my dessert to Nico …
It hit me the other day, somewhere between breaking up the 47th argument over a single LEGO piece and cleaning yogurt off the ceiling fan (don’t ask), that Nico and …
There’s something about getting a text in the group chat that just says, “Pack your bags,” that hits different. Especially when you’re a mom who hasn’t been away from laundry …
There’s this moment that happens when life throws something big at you—like losing a job—and for a few seconds, it feels like the ground gives out. Then, almost instantly, your …
Every year, someone asks me that question—sometimes it’s Rex, sometimes my mom, sometimes a friend who still somehow has the energy to buy actual gifts instead of Amazon gift cards. …
You know how sometimes you hype something up so much in your head that there’s no way reality could ever live up to it? Yeah, that’s what I thought was …
You know those moments where you realize you’ve packed everything—sunscreen, snacks, floaties, even the kids’ bedtime books—and yet somehow missed the one thing you actually need? That was me, standing …
Somehow, this little corner of the internet I started on a whim has officially made it a year. A whole year of writing, editing, deleting, re-editing, googling “why is my …
