Yes, this happens close to home, too, and yes, there are ways we can all help. I will soon address all of that, but right now I’m getting my bearings about me.
The next time I leave I’m afraid I’ll return to a small pyramid fashioned out of giant dried turds.
I got to spend an afternoon with someone whose spirit would make me reconsider the existence of God.
My very own Snuffleupagus.
On strategy, teams, collaboration and those whose faces we cannot show you: how do you even begin to fight human trafficking?
After more than 30 hours of travel, I’m finally on the other side of the world. Where they are playing my daughter’s favorite song in the hotel lobby.
I worry less about my children being around the stove when I’m cooking food.
There’s a similar picture of me at this exact age, at a park, blowing out candles, about to gobble down poison.
If only she had written this before Marlo was born. So many of these fit her personality. In particular: Bonk.
This is the extent of all the yoga that goes on in our house. Unfortunately it hasn’t cleared the mind of the one who practices it.