You can’t. I know what you’re thinking…what a buzzkill. Why would I drag you to my blog just to tell you that you actually won’t ever have your shit together? There is some good news, here, so I encourage you to read on. I recently had someone say to me, “Your life seems so perfect…
Since Sunday, like many of you, I have spent a good amount of time thinking about Orlando. Thinking of terror. Thinking of hate and prejudice. Thinking of what this world has become. Thinking of my daughters. I have watched, and witnessed, the online community attack one another for a number of things: their beliefs, their political…
“What a good baby!” If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard that, while we are out in public, I would be rich…literally. I always looked at these exclaiming strangers like they had three heads. “She’s just sleeping…” I would think innocently in my head. I would smile and nod politely but I…
