Archive for September 2017

Hope is the Very Essence of Strength

I heard someone say today that hope is for the weak. I am not weak. You are not weak. Hope is wanting to believe even when you’ve been proven wrong over and over and over. Hope is wishing that people ultimately do what is kind, what is good, what is right. Even when they continue... Read more »

Learning how to hurt and then how to heal at age 4 and 44

There’s a pattern to their fights. To their skirmishes. To their kerfuffles. They are four. They are twins. They wrestle and touch each other CONSTANTLY until it gets to be too much and somebody snaps. When they push each other down and call each other names and maybe even bust out an I HATE YOU, I... Read more »

An Open Letter to Makers, Sellers, and Buyers of the Drunk Wives Matter Tumbler

“It’s like mockery, entitlement, and tone deafness all at once. It’s like spinning plates only the plates are made of actual garbage.” – my kick ass favorite friend Terry. An Open Letter to Makers, Sellers, and Buyers of the Drunk Wives Matter Tumbler: I found your ad for your “Drunk Wives Matter” tumbler on my... Read more »
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Taping the Good Parts

My kids have been having their fair share of bad dreams lately, which basically means they both (because how could it be only one) pad down to our room in the middle of the night and get in our bed for a few minutes until they feel better and then climb back up the stairs... Read more »

It is my honor and privilege to buy school supplies

Our four year old twins start Pre-K tomorrow morning as it’s the first day of school for Chicago Public Schools and we have kids attending this year. As we were loading our Target cart today with supplies (times 2), I had to wrap my head around the idea that we have one more year of... Read more »