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About this time last year, my best friends from high school and I started planning a weekend girls’ trip. I was dreading the impending Detroit winter and knew I’d need a break, so we started looking into warm destinations. I knew downtown Delray Beach was small, but had an artsy vibe that our group would…
Dear Mama, Thanks for always showing me that life did not necessarily have to be rooted in reality, that reality is subjective and is what we make it (for better or worse). Thank you for making song, dance, laughter, creativity, and storytelling a regular part of my upbringing, even when I was less than enthused…
I’ve moved 26 times in my life, not counting college moves. I’ve moved while 8 months pregnant. I’ve moved while recovering from surgery. I’ve been kicked out, invited in, I’ve moved for heartbreak and for celebratory promotions. No matter how many times you do it, and under what circumstances, moving sucks. After a major relocation in…
It was common knowledge, as a kid in the 80’s and 90’s, that the stay-at-home moms were the ones who looked the frumpiest. It was as if they spent all of their money and energy on their kids. They wore ill-fitting workout clothes to drop off and pick up their children, though they showed no…
