It’s the Journey That Makes Her Strong

It’s the Journey That Makes Her Strong

I heard the clock tick as I wrangled my little boys out of their booster seats at the dining table. Unsuccessfully dodging their sticky fingers, a glob of yogurt landed on my shoulder. I made the quick decision not to change my blouse while I wiped at the stubborn...
Motherhood on the Eve of Kindergarten

Motherhood on the Eve of Kindergarten

  It starts with walking across the street. “Can I go play at Lyla’s house?” she asked. Just two weeks ago, my 5-year-old daughter walked across the street, hand in hand with her neighborhood friend – an 8-year-old – after assuring me she was ready. “I know what...