It may seem like a small thing. Jumping into a crowded pool. But to me is was huge. All of me exposed. Cellulite and all. For everyone to see. Including the one person there who mattered: my daughter. She was the one that mattered. I don’t know why it took me so long to realize this.
I went out last weekend. My ALONE weekend without my boys. When I left the house, I wasn’t feeling particularly social, but I thought it would be… Read more “Sometimes I Pretend.”
Continuing my mission of providing gratuitous advice to younger parents, I was recently inspired by the song “The Greatest Love of All,” written by Linda Creed and… Read more “The Greatest Love of All”