Yesterday my oldest child turned 21. Of course I knew it was coming—I’d thought about it, bought and sent gifts, pulled out old photo albums and cried while remembering days…

  “The fame thing isn’t really real. Don’t forget, I’m also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.”   These words from Notting…

2016, you were fantastic. And you were awful. And during it, I was proud of myself. And ashamed of myself. And happy with things. And sad about things. But just like…

On this day last year, I attended the funeral of a young family member. Today, there’s another going on as I type. But I’m not feeling well. So I’m home.…

A while back I had a situation. Something not real flattering that I’d heard. About me. And it slowly drifted my direction the way these things always do. And I…

The other day I heard a kid say he didn’t believe in Santa Claus. Now of course this is said every year by kids all over the place—whether they’re too…

I love November. The weather changes in November. Thoughts of snowfall begin to form in November. I was born in November—with each passing year, that is becoming less and less…

When I was younger, I was afraid of everything. The dark, because monsters. Being home alone, because burglars. Driving, because car crashes. Flying, because plane crashes. Eating out, going to…

A few nights ago I was talking to a family member, and she was telling me about a friend whose relationship with her boyfriend had just ended. Honestly, I was…

The past two weeks have been fun. So much fun. Tons. Of. Fun. The kind of fun you have when you spend months dreaming and anticipating and planning a vacation…