Some, we will learn to remember. Some, we will never forget.

Kids on the mind…
Some, we will learn to remember. Some, we will never forget.
I doled out whatever I could to help the self proclaimed selfless institution that is the PTA out in the only way I was able. And it simply wasn’t good enough for you.
The world of social media magnifies who is included and who is left out. Should I encourage my gregarious son to pick a group to belong to?
We were in the land of the zombies. But really, it was just a Starbucks on the lower east side. It’s not often we venture back into the city since migrating to the suburbs five years ago. But we had tickets. To the theater. Ok, it was Blue Man Group, we’re not that cultured (but I …
Winded, I look up to see I just got tossed by a 12 year old girl with an athletic build on her way to the “free candy” table at my industry conference. Instinctively I think, I wish my kids were here with me. But really, I don’t. For a moment, I think, I really miss …
In recognition of this holy but not entirely secular day of romance, I am going to draft a new love letter. To myself.
They say women apologize too much. Not this one! I was six months pregnant when I was the matron of honor at my sister's wedding. Maybe it was the hormones. Maybe people assumed I was kidding. But I took my role of toast mistress seriously. I put it all out there. There were no giggles …
Continue reading Hard To Say I’m Sorry and Other Songs of Apologies
Rules were made to be broken, and so were New Year's Resolutions right? This is why I didn't make any this year. No "do more of this", or "try harder at that". No more results oriented goals. This is why I didn't pen the typical New Year's blog post at all either. This year, I'm …
Continue reading Dessert Before Dinner and Other Habits To Break
How often do you wish you could go back to high school? Revisit those teen years where everything was new and exciting? Was it really as good as you remember it? Or are you glossing over the uncomfortable parts? It's convenient to forget the nights sitting on the sectional next to the pimply, braced-faced cousin …
Continue reading Adult Onset Adolescence: How Your 30s is Like Being A Teen Again
A year and five days ago I did a thing. I started this blog to journal my quest to have it all- career, family, and a fruitful writing gig on the side. I was going to write about being a real life hustler; a working mom, a loving wife, a successful career woman, and people …