is served in service and trust. In the idea of presence in the moment and grace in the outcome.
How often do you walk into a grocery store for fruit and veggies and fresh meat? Look at all the rows of food. See the mom and her kids grabbing a pack of apples and caramel before soccer practice. There’s...
You may think there is nothing better than cocooning your body in a blanket against the coming evening chill. You may think it’s one of life’s little pleasures. A moment of peace and connection. You may think it’s the ultimate...
“If anyone ever comes into your school and uses a gun — play dead.” My kids looked at me shocked at what I’d just said. “I’m serious, pretend you were shot and play dead so the bad guys leave you...
Nature has many marvels. One of the most miraculous is the Monarch butterfly. These creatures, fragile flying origami dipped in orange and black water colors, undertake a massive 2500 mile migration every year, often to the exact Oyamel fir tree...
I am a mom. A wife. A friend. A daughter. A teacher. A writer. I try to be so many things to so many people, but when I stop to think about it I come up feeling like sometimes I...
Social media opens all these windows into people’s lives. One sees much more than one would like to, a lot of the time. Young people’s anger and despondency and generally hostility broadcast in disappointed detail for all the world to...
Tree frogs start their summer evening songs in the scented boxwoods and lilacs and assorted bee attracting foliage that shade our leisure evening view over the children running and playing on the green fields of their country club bubble. We’re...
Sitting by the pool, a friend and I were watching our boys somersaulting off the diving board when she mentioned – “A friend of Ryan (not his real name) has been telling him: ‘You suck at basketball’ and this...
I sat down at a table next to a woman in Starbucks, head buried in her computer, tapping away furiously. On a second glance I recognized her as an acquaintance. She looked up and we exchanged pleasantries. Not that she...
I am the first to admit I get attached to things. If it weren’t for the fact I hate clutter, I’d be a classic hoarder in every sense of the word. (Not the trash kind though…..that’s just nasty.) I even...
Let the flowers die unwatered in their vases. Flowers? Yes, they are there. Someone needed to do something. Accept them graciously. Or not. God knows this is bleak, unchartered territory for you ….. You with this gaping hole, groping around...
Three of the top ten books on Amazon’s best selling list are adult coloring books. I am not sure whether to be appalled at the dumbing down of the American intellect or amused at our attempts to escape the stress...
A snow day gives us all a break. Join blogger Holly Rizzuto Palker as she considers a jump ! Please click here to read : SUSPEND YOUR INNER CRITIC Holly is a blogger and freelance writer. You can follow...
Welcome to the age of parenting in a world that is supercharged with agendas, celebrates success regardless of merit and fast tracks early front runners, deserving or not. My friends and I lament the state we find ourselves in. We...
These days it is difficult for any mother, working out of the home or not, to keep a level of sanity at dinner time. Our lives, and that of our families are often so scheduled and we rush out like...
