Sorry Not Sorry
In my adult life, it’s easy to be hurt and to carry that hurt around like a scab can pick at whenever you have a moment to think about it.
Read MoreHeather is an essayist, editor, CMO, mommy, and wife seeking stillness while in a state
of nearly constant motion. She lives, walks, and eats in the greatest city in the world: Chicago.
In my adult life, it’s easy to be hurt and to carry that hurt around like a scab can pick at whenever you have a moment to think about it.
Read MoreI encourage my kids to talk to strangers. And to share their candy.
Read MoreDad was a lot of things: Father. Husband. Grandfather. Salesman. Foodie. Golfer. Fisherman. Gardener. Water skier. Creative swearer. Carpenter. Photographer. Guitar player. Computer enthusiast. Traveler. He taught me about many subjects, but his most lasting legacy to me was how he lived his life with endless curiosity and enthusiasm. A never-graduating, Student of the Game of Life.
Read MoreIt would never occur to me to ask for that second treat. But he’s Batman and Batman will devour as many lollypops as possible.
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The two little faces tried to be serious. But they couldn’t stop grinning. “Mom it’s POOP! We love POOP!”
Read MoreWhy did I have to change my behavior to avoid him when I was simply trying to do my job?
Read MoreI couldn’t risk having his heart broken. Not yet. Not on the all-important Day One of Preschool.
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