Ordinary Moments

For every month I advance farther into my 40’s, I feel that my eyes do something a little funkier and weirder than the last. Seriously. Sometimes I can see billboards but not menus, and other days I can’t see my fingernails OR the house across the street....
Making Summer Last

Making Summer Last

You might think this is a post about finding an open pool and diving in with your kids one last glorious splashy time. Or maybe you think it’s about finding a hot afternoon after school where you can eat popsicles on the front porch and watch the world glide by....
Big Waves Little Waves…

Big Waves Little Waves…

Once, a long time ago and in a galaxy far far away, I wrote a post about trying to keep your footing when the monster waves of life slam into you. I vaguely remember the analogy I used: how at some point in my life I learned that if a big wave knocks you under water...