Beautiful, broken things
We all love beautiful things, but there is the problem with them. They are all so fragile.
Taking a load off
I had plans to write about how inspiring it is to be the cool mom who raves about how comfortable we are in our lived-in home.
Pondering weighty matters
So far I really enjoy being middle aged. I know that youth is fun but wisdom is pretty great too. I know who I am. I am responsible for myself.
Marks of time
Things change. Plans. People. Paint. We have left our marks in other ways.
Longing for those simpler times
Neighbors looked out for one another, and the kids were respectful of any adult who scolded them.
He who runs with scissors still survives
From the moment my children were thought of I loved them with my whole heart and a blinding devotion to protecting them from all harm — and me from the heartbreak that would ensue.
A new driver
My pretty girl is taking her driver's test today and it's my job to hold down the plastic chair at the DMV and wait.
Why isn’t there a badge for life?
Columnist Kym Seabolt thinks if we do our best, and practice kindness and compassion, we all deserve a pat on the back and maybe a badge too.
Eagle eye
Today, I am writing this in on my mobile phone while my son is undergoing his Board of Review to become an Eagle Scout.
Parenting: Between a rock and hard place
Columnist Kym Seabolt on parenting: "I am raising adults — not children. If my children were to stay children all their lives, I would have done things a lot differently. I would have worried less about character and their ability to make it on their own."
