One-on-One Car Connections

Because I knew our week was going to kick off with a busy start, including a lot of drive time, 45 minutes with the 17-year-old in each direction to and from her teen hangout and almost an hour with the 15-year-old in each direction to and from her final counseling...

Ordinary Days of Extraordinary Love

Some days tend to be more ordinary than others. This is not necessarily a bad thing, nor is it a good thing; it simply is the thing—the ordinary day. Even so, I do not like to mistake ordinary days for ones filled with ordinary joy and definitely not filled with...

They’re Both a Little Batty

I’m not exactly sure when I chose to believe the myth that bats get stuck in people’s hair, but once I caught wind of that idea, I was convinced it was absolutely and completely true. And, as a woman with thick curly hair, I was convinced that any foray I made outside...

A Little Something to Talk About

Thursdays are one of our busier days because each of our teens has a weekly appointment, one requiring the 15 year old to get out of bed more readily than on the other days so she can get to her weekly volunteering and the other requiring the 17 year old to be ready...

Not Short on Stories

Because we recently finished reading Remarkably Bright Creatures and have been reading several of William Shakespeare’s plays, I decided to share a few of my not-quite-polished short stories with my girls. Unlike the novels I’ve worked on and that my 17 year old has...

It Is New…and That’s Okay

The art of self-reflection, of being self aware, is an art I am seeing more and more in each of my teenagers who are right now 15 and 17 and yet wiser than those years. Those numbers do not reflect who they are becoming or what they are learning, learning about the...