This post was originally published in a mothering magazine and is reprinted here with permission. I jogged along in the newly minted fall morning. I had Spotify on, tuned to...
I don’t offer a lot of personal reflection posts anymore (that’s not what the Internet seems to want), but as 2025 has now ended and 2026 begins, I wanted to...
The challenge given to this writer: write a story in 100 words. Taking the Bus The parking lot was 95 degrees as I buckled my uncooperative preschooler in. Then her...
Inspired by Everyday Reading, I decided to get a little personal today and talk about what worked in 2023. Years ago, when I was a successful freelance writer, I learned...
I wanted to roll in this night, live in it forever.The cooling saffron air, teasing my pallet with the first hint of fall, was lapping my newly styled hair –...
I get so tired of the whir of our nebulizer. I have spent countless hours, countless minutes, getting a secondhand inhalation of albuterol. Of course, the need to apply the...
My friends and I who have kids frequently discuss how attractive our bodies used to be and how terrible swimsuit season makes us feel. We buy suits to cover up,...
Years ago now, right before turning 40 (which was fraught, it turns out, with a lot of drama), I decided to donate my hair.I am not sure when the decision...
Always an overachiever, I decided to start this challenge with the scariest thing I could imagine: heading back to a dance class after nearly 7 years dance-less. One rainy night...
This post, written by Mrs. Family Trip, originally appeared on Recreation.gov. As my sweaty, salty face looked up at my husband’s, dangling at least 5 feet above me, offering me...