As You Leave Me For Kindergarten

Maybe it’s because you draw me rainbows when I’m sad. Or use your entire body to stir the banana bread batter. It’s probably because you put veggies in the shopping cart and ask for hugs and brush my hair. You’re also the only kid that lets me play my own music in the car. And…

Dear Sparkly, Almost-Married 20-Something

352! Someone shouted from our table. We’d been counting the number of bachelorettes since our first afternoon in Nashville. As the twelve of us sat sipping big girl wine and whiskey at The Southern, three more matching groups of bridesmaids twinkled down the sidewalk. It was our last night together. I was surrounded by women…

“No” Is A Full Sentence

It just happened. There was no additional, “sorry” or a list of reasons why I couldn’t or wouldn’t do what the person had asked. I simply replied with a word that up until now has been difficult for me to say without overanalyzing how it would make the other person feel. But my response just…

Not a Princess, But a Warrior

It’s 8:15 in the morning. The baby is smashing pancakes while my four-year-old daughter shouts in Korean. “Watch my crane kick, mom!” She executes a move with her skinny legs and just about falls over. I give her a high-five as she chops and shouts her way to the family room. A few months ago…