
9 things kids remember about their parents that have nothing to do with money
I was sorting through old photos the other day while Ellie colored beside me at the kitchen table, and I came across pictures from my

I was sorting through old photos the other day while Ellie colored beside me at the kitchen table, and I came across pictures from my

You know what’s interesting about getting older? It’s not the aches and pains or the fact that I can’t remember where I put my reading

When people talk about childhood chaos, they often picture something dramatic. Yelling. Slamming doors. Constant uncertainty. Sometimes it looks like that. Sometimes it’s quieter. A

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the quiet things parents do that rarely get named. Not the big milestones. Not the photo-ready moments. But

I was watching my grandchildren the other day, sitting cross-legged on the grass, completely absorbed in what looked like nothing more than sticks, leaves, and

Let’s be honest: raising boys has never been simple. Especially for those of us who grew up in an era when fathers were told to

I was at the farmers’ market last Saturday when Ellie tugged my sleeve and asked if she could take the coins to pay the vegetable

The other morning, I watched Ellie carefully comfort Milo after he bumped his knee. She knelt down at his level, put her hand on his

I still remember the knot in my stomach when my mother’s voice would rise. The immediate need to make myself smaller, quieter, less. Growing up

Retirement was supposed to be the reward for decades of hard work. The freedom you’d been dreaming about. The chance to finally do all those

Last weekend, I watched Ellie arrange her collection of leaves and acorns into careful rows on our back porch, completely absorbed in her own world.

I was folding laundry on the couch last Tuesday when Ellie climbed up beside me, unusually quiet. After a few minutes, she said, “Mama, sometimes