Barefoot Summer

Barefoot Summer

It’s summer. I love summer. Except when I hate summer. Honestly, summer is my absolute […]

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Wild Child (a poem)

Wild Child (a poem)

My oldest was an amazing little girl. I could take her just about anywhere, and […]

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The End is Here

The End is Here

Four kids. Four kids and people keep asking us if we’re finished. Yes. We’re finished. […]

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