If you watched us walk down the street together, without referencing doorway heights and other pedestrians, we would appear to be four regular women laughing, chatting, and meandering down a charming downtown alleyway. That was how […]
I’m Done With The Crap: Damaging Adages Steal Our Real Parenting Joy
I’m dusting off my soapbox for this post. Be prepared. I’d also like to start with a disclaimer. In no way do I consider myself an expert on…anything. I do however have an opinion on…everything. […]
FOMO is Real
FOMO is real. No, it isn’t the same as MOFO. You can take a deep breath. I’m not going to write 1,000 words about that particularly confusing curse. I am going to write about the […]
Three Life Lessons Learned the Hard Way
Since the addition of our youngest three years ago, my health has been a little…wonky. Adoption is a roller coaster ride that leaves you a jumbled mess of emotion BEFORE the real adventure begins. You […]
Great Love Casts a Tight Net: Miranda Jean Rinn Memorial Fund
One might think a person I never met, who had fewer than thirty-six hours on this Earth, wouldn’t possess the ability to make a lasting impression. How wrong that would be. Miranda Jean was perfection […]
On The Day I was Born
I may not remember the day I was born, but I distinctly remember my twelfth birthday. First and foremost, I remember the hot sting of my older brother’s hand across my backside. Twelve smacks. “One […]
Embrace: Encouraging the Body Image Movement
I thought to myself as I sat to write this post, I probably sound like a broken record to those who read my blog. Then I realized, the Head Wench definitely sounds like a broken record! […]
Tywanza’s Kaleidoscope
Do you recognize the name, Tywanza Sanders? I only became acquainted recently. Perhaps acquainted isn’t the right word. I don’t know Mr. Sanders. I never had the pleasure of meeting the young man. Yet, I […]
A Momentous Education
Tomorrow is momentous. Tomorrow a fourth grader and a second grader will enter a two-story brick building…seven and a half hours later, a fifth grader and a third grader will walk out. There is chattering […]
She Let Herself Go
I should be doing laundry. I should be packing, organizing, or planning for the various events that will fill the month of June for my family and me. I should be working on novel edits… […]
