This is a tale of two shoes. Shoes that I purchased for my two-year-old daughter. Shoes that only after I returned home that evening, cut off the tags and slipped onto her adorable feet, did I realize were the wrong size. Well, one of them was.
This is also a tale about kindness and my total and shameless lack of it.
Continue reading “If The Shoe Were On The Other Foot”
Sometimes I’m almost afraid to wake up. Afraid to look at my phone and see the AP alerts that have come in overnight. The ones that talk about devastating storms that literally wiped out islands, massive earthquakes, terrorist attacks, and endless political turmoil. Continue reading “Not Today, Devil”
Before having my first child, I read everything I could on labor and the birthing process. I practiced my breathing techniques. I had a music playlist to keep me focused and an oil diffuser to keep me calm. I was ready. Or so I thought. Continue reading “Hurts So Good: Pushing Through The Pain”