Longing grateful joy. Twelve years. Two of our three would be twelve today. And I find myself feeling a deep, longing, grateful joy. Actually, it's more like joyful, grateful longing. This year, for the first time, the joy comes first. When you’ve been through IVF,
"I'm just being honest.""These are just the facts." First, drop the minimizing word 'just'—it doesn’t soften your brutal honesty. Second, let’s rethink the whole 'brutally honest' approach. If your honesty feels unkind—or worse, cruel—it’s time to reassess. Finally, I’m way more likely to
Dammit, Chad. IYKYK. This weekend at the cabin, Chad wanted to show me some of our land and said the trails had been cleared. Now, when Chad says "clear," he means Chad's definition of clear—not Justine's. My famous last words? "If
Thirty years ago today, I underwent my first back surgery—a day that marked the beginning of a journey I never should have had to take, one I never asked for, yet one that has shaped me in ways beyond imagination,
For me, so much of loving, living, and leading with courage means we have to do our grief work. Grief shows up in so many ways when we really do the work:• They didn’t turn out to be who you wanted
I just returned from a great trip to a charming, historic small town, where I stayed in the most adorable Airbnb. Kicked off the school year with the incredible faculty and staff of Lexington Schools today. It was so rewarding
