This balance, this tight-rope-walk, is a daily denying-of-self and a dedication to let go until asked to hold on tighter, and then quickly let go again. It’s a willingness to be invited in and then have the door shut in your face while you smile and blow kisses.

Today, I write with a heart filled with wonder at the soft, curvy, emotion-rich beauty that I see around me in the women I admire and call my friends. This week, I have helped my oldest daughter prepare to move a few weeks before our big move, and part of our mission was for her […]

By the time you read this, it’ll be over.  Life will be back to normal.  What follows was written last week: As a family, we try not to publicize via the interwebs when we travel.  Somehow, telling the world my house will be empty doesn’t rank high on my list of wise ideas. This time, […]