When the Dream Dies
“Oh, where is my hairbrush, oh where is my hairbrush, oh where, oh where, oh where ….” Like 60 million…
“Oh, where is my hairbrush, oh where is my hairbrush, oh where, oh where, oh where ….” Like 60 million…
I idolized my sister’s hair. Honestly, I idolized everything about my older sister. But her long blond hair, like spun gold,…
I am a girl who loves a good list. Long before Erin Condrin, Daytimers, The Bullet Journal, and Trello, before…
When we remodeled our house, a stately 50-foot walnut tree stood in the way of our blueprint. It was perfect: …
In grad school, my husband and I rented a duplex near campus that had some interesting carpet. It had a…
My dad is a fearless guy. And the most resilient person I know. But he’s also the most intelligent human…
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