Heather 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.
For every insecure, orange-tinted man whose only feeble-minded defense is name-calling female reporters, I hope my boys see how their incredible teachers model patience and grace and show up with empathy and enthusiasm every day. How they build up their students and demonstrate respectful dialogue between classmates, helping make our school a safe place for everyone, no matter which boxes they check on census data sheets.
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I mark time by what’s happening in our backyard—the flowers in bloom, the worn patch of grass where my son kicks his soccer ball, the sounds of summer carried through an open window. Some seasons feel slower than others, quieter in ways I don’t always expect.
Read MoreChicago in early spring is a study in contrasts—soggy fields, gray skies, and kids playing soccer in thirty-degree weather, all while daffodils push through cold soil and robins reappear in backyards. A meditation on layered clothing, algorithmic daydreams, and the promise of sleeveless days just beyond the horizon.
Read MoreFrom a bare Christmas tree to messy cookie-making, I’m letting go of perfection to embrace love, laughter, and shared moments. Remembering that it’s not the decorations but the glow of connection that makes the season magical.
Read MoreA nostalgic ride through the soundtrack of teenage freedom—convertibles, late nights, and Rob Base on repeat. Sharing these songs with my sons, I reflect on the magic of music, its power to connect generations, and the joy of watching my boys create soundtracks of their own.
Read MoreIn Chicago, style is a dance with the city’s unpredictable seasons. From layering through September’s limbo to surviving winter’s gray chill, fashion adapts as life moves on. Resilience, practicality, and a touch of flair define how Chicagoans navigate their ever-changing wardrobes—and the cycles of our ever-changing city.
Read MoreThis summer was a celebration of unplugging and rediscovering life’s simple joys. From mornings by the ocean to starry nights in the Grand Canyon, stepping away from the noise revealed beauty in everyday moments. It’s a reminder to pause, disconnect, and savor the world’s quiet magic—and carry that gratitude back into daily life.
Read MoreBaseball season is here, and my son carries his grandfather’s legacy of timeless class into every moment. From carefully selected jerseys to polished sneakers, his attention to detail echoes a tradition of presenting oneself with pride and purpose. It’s a reminder that style isn’t just about appearance—it’s about honoring those who came before us.
Read MoreInspired by the Kelce brothers' touching bond, I reflect on the beautiful chaos of raising two sons. From daily squabbles to unspoken "I love yous," their relationship is a mix of rivalry, camaraderie, and loyalty. My hope? That one day, they'll be each other's biggest fans—just like the Kelces.
Read MoreNavigating my own anxieties and the desire for perfection and learning to celebrate the small victories and the invaluable lessons sports bring to my children's lives.
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