I always call my mom on my sister’s birthday. She would’ve been 32 this August.   As the years have passed, it has not been the anniversary of her death (eleven days before her 7th birthday), but the anniversary of... Continue reading →

I’ve been in training for the Mommy Olympics for nearly a decade. That is if you count my pregnancy where I started competing in Stretch-Marks for Distance.   I really think this is my year to shine – that I’m peaking... Continue reading →

When we last left our heroine, she was coming down the home stretch of an action packed summer with the kids. She could see the finish line – the first day of school – in her sights. Could she come... Continue reading →

I have been blessed with children, who besides having a high tolerance for left-overs, are pride bursting athletes.   First my son, then my daughter learned to ride a bike with no training wheels at three.   First my son,... Continue reading →