When Stress & Self-Care Rain Down
I have lived somewhere in this metropolis for 29 of the past 31 years, split…
I have lived somewhere in this metropolis for 29 of the past 31 years, split…
More than three years ago, we walked out of our son’s developmental pediatrician’s office, where…
As I am typing this, it is 1247 AM MST. Tony has been awake since…
Simplicity and I have a very complicated relationship. Sometimes I can be comfortably entwined with…
Miss R is the sweetest. Our little band of public therapy rompers encounter her sometimes…
A couple of nights ago, Andy removed much of our outdoors holiday light display, leaving…
To Kendra This is a note I am not even sure how to begin to…
There is an idiom that echoes and chases after me from deeper memories: “you can’t…
The afternoon of April 20th started out calmly. Andy and Hannah had left the home…