love, this little family.

You're all elbows and knees. That's what your dad says as you lay, splayed out on our bed. I think he gets the worst of it. Your ...

Hi there little soldier, walking bravely up the sidewalk, of a school that holds no promises of an easy day. Trouble with friends, strug...

Today I saw a video of a baby bear, climbing up a snowy mountain, chasing after his mom. She traversed the white terrain with ease, her c...

"I want to write you a poem," I said. ... "Tell me what I should write, what's your favorite thing?" ... You gav...

The night before Jack turned 7, Trevor and I sat in a dimly lit living room, the remnants of Jack's birthday party strewn about the room...

In ancient Roman religion and mythology, Janus is the god of beginnings and transitions, gates, doors, doorways, endings, and time. He is us...

For 9 months I carried you, with the knowledge that you were my my last. A comforting thought during the hard times. The end of morning si...