Jungle Gym Kinda Days

My days are like climbing a jungle gym. I might fall if I don’t grasp the bar firmly. Searching for balance as of late has been an ongoing mission. I realize life will never be in perfect balance, though some days may feel that way, most will not. Yesterday I had my toddler run away... Continue Reading →

My Mama

I had a tremendously wonderful childhood, a huge contributor of this was my mom. She was an adventure seeker, we’d pack some French bread, cheese, and pepperoni, and hit the road for the day. The destination may have been planned to an extent, but the way home would often be a wandering one. Mom would... Continue Reading →

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