The cautionary tale strikes again.
These are the faces of women who have set out to improve maternal mortality rates in this country.
I’m going to lure you with this innocent picture of Coco into a deranged and diagnosable seven-minute span of my day. Let’s do this.
I could have watched a movie on this flight but instead I had a few hours alone to write and it feels so amazing that I feel like I’m flying. OH WAIT.
The pins I stick in a map of where I have traveled are starting to look like a severe case of acne.
It is yet again that time of year, I just realized. Which could explain why I feel like I just guzzled a pitcher of fire.
I now have figurines to help facilitate the lessons I will teach my children about certain online behavior.
I hope she’s learning to tie knots, build a shelter, start a fire and how to make mama a hot dog.
A heart-rending interview with Coco’s trainer and an update on how the herding dog is holding up.
How you can use your name to bring light to and change the lives of those who are in most need of it.