I feel compelled to share this unbelievable video. It is prompted by the innocence and purity of love of a six year little old girl. I am so taken by the insight and words of this young child that I have actually highlighted below some of her most powerful quotes. Below that you will find…

A few weeks ago, I began to get melancholy because it’s that time of summer again. The time that reminds me my ‘little’ kids are now ‘big’ kids. The kinda big that means I only get to borrow them for the summer and Christmas and a few other stolen times in between. When they are…

On my last Birthday, my son Billy instagramed a pic of me and him with the caption, “Happy Birthday to a woman who for some reason believes all things are possible.” It gave me pause. You never really know how you are seen through the lens of another. It also made me happy. I have…

I am sitting catching up on a stack of magazines that I have tucked next to me in my chair. They are chock full of Father’s Day stories and of course, the usual celebrity ones. Most of the stories are nice and tell of lessons learned or such things, yet one jumps out at me.…

The sun is starting to warm the morning sky. I am walking with my friends “Cookie” and “Candy.” Our conversation turns towards Mother’s Day. We chat about the influence mothers have on their children. I am reminded of the day my friend “Rosalita” said goodbye to her mother. “I wish you knew my mother,” says…

I pick my son Danny up from the house of a friend. The car is quiet. “I love you,” says Danny. He shakes his head back and forth with awareness of the words that have just left his mouth. “That’s a habit I picked up from you,” he says with some teenage agony. “One of…

I loved high school. It was a time of emerging independence, life innocence and forever friendships. A period of explosive emotional growth while my friends and I were growing comfortable in our own skin. It was football games and basketball and rugby. It was passing notes that we prayed weren’t intercepted by the guy we…

It’s hot in Siesta Key, Florida. The water splashes up against the dock. The kids scurry past us. They jump onto the jet skis. “Hey,” yells my friend Lucy. “You are everything to me!” Lucy’s three kids look up and smile at their mom. They are anxious to hit the open seas. “Hey,” commands Lucy…

I sift through the priceless artwork that you once created. The ones where your chubby, little, fingers grabbed for paper and you scribbled with love. The crayons documenting your tiny, world view. It was you and me. How I adore those pictures. The ones where I was perfect in your eyes. I was allowed that…

I am continually reminded that divorce is a grieving process. It the midst of living through it you recognize all of the stages of grief. The kids of divorce feel these stages as well. It’s important to recognize this. We all grieve differently and we can’t always lean on each other. This life change can…

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