Sometimes seizing the day means staying in bed a little longer with your kids.
The Girl with the Paper Rose* There’s a mountain of anger in that small frame. Passion, fear, hate for the… Read more The Girl With the Paper Rose, or Why I Still Teach… For Now.
The House on Bar Street It was Summer at the house on Bar Street, and at five or six… Read more The House on Bar Street
Last year our daughter admitted to us that she hadn’t really believed in Santa anymore. In fact, she hadn’t believed… Read more The “Death” of Santa Claus does not Mean the End of the Magic.
Forward This has been hard for me to write, so I hope you bear with me. For my friend who… Read more A Beautiful, Terrible Conversation – Part One: Sitting in a Car