Many years ago, before my husband and I were married, we used to run together. Several times a week we would head out, me running as fast as I could to keep up. My husband, over a foot taller than me could easily have just walked along next to me, but he "ran" along … Continue reading Running
All that I hope to say in books, all that I ever hope to say, is that I love the world.
"Lily, for the hundredth time, go brush your teeth. . . right now!" I said, exasperated. Ever so slowly, she put one foot in front of the other, humming lazily, staring at the ceiling of the upstairs hallway. "Now!" I said, as calmly as I could manage. Lily swung her head to look at me, growled like … Continue reading Mom’s Mistake