I can’t watch Syrian refugee videos without crying. I can’t hear Donald Trump’s hate-filled rhetoric without my pulse quickening and my heart hurting…
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I recently came across an old day planner of mine from 2008. We were living in Austin (before our move to Mexico), my…
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My husband and I saved our wounded marriage this year. Several of my closest friends dissolved their own. Each one of us is in a…
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My life is quite a mess at the moment. My home is messy, my garden is messy, my children are messy, my marriage…
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Life has ahold of my babies. Each year it pulls them out from under my wing with a little more insistence and a…
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I was seventeen when my eldest daughter was born. This fact, along with the fact that I am now thirty-seven, combined with the…
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2014 was rough for me. I’d even describe it as my toughest year yet. If you’ve kept up with my story (the public…
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I’m friends with a large number of incredibly brilliant people. The collective talents, skills, knowledge, understanding, passions and creativity between them is enough…
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My life — both inside and out — is awash in adolescence. Seven years of being a teenager, then 28 years of raising them?…