I had lunch on Sunday with four of my dear friends from college. Everybody had a baby with them: one 4.5 month old, 2 2 month olds, and 1 baby in utero 2 days overdue. I had Grace. All of these friends have older children, but on Sunday it was striking to me to look at Grace and look at the babies and see both the wide gulf and the immense...
Courage. I’ve been thinking about this word, this concept, this idea, all weekend. Trying to figure out what to share for this inaugural Five for Ten post. Certainly I don’t feel I have much, so that was easy to dismiss. I kept coming back, over and over again, to Susie. Susie was like a mother to me, and I mean that literally. My sister and I grew up in the loose...