I think I've been in a long-term relationship with worry.
We've known each other for years.
Overwhelm likes to tag along too. Together we go to work, sit beside each other during stressful days, and huddle together at night when I can't sleep.
Maybe you know them too?
The trouble is, we can end ...
A few years ago, I had just dropped my daughters at childcare.
I was sitting in my car outside, feeling that familiar wave of guilt about leaving them. I was already mentally rehearsing the workday ahead and trying to pull myself together enough to walk into work and act “normal.”
Meanwhile, the i...
“Yo brooo!” my daughter yells to her sister from the next room.
Within seconds, they’re both suddenly side by side on the couch, baggy pants and tank tops on, laptops balanced precariously on their knees.
Yes… I live with tweenies.
It’s like living inside the movie set of “Dude, Where’s My Car?” , ...
