Tag: writing
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Both Feet In
Yesterday I sat in my car outside the front of my kids’ school, windows down, engine off, waiting for my boys to come through the front doors on the last day of school. A sea of green caps and gowns came around the corner before they did — seniors, kids who had started right here…
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And That Was Enough
Friends, last week had one of those days. A Lego store detour, a bathroom emergency, and my father-in-law’s first dialysis session — all before 3pm. And right in the middle of it all, my husband Erjon showed up. Yesterday was Father’s Day. This one is for him — and for everyone who quietly shows up. 🤍…
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Hotdog Hair and Vanilla Breath
Friends, I started writing this essay on a bench at Urban Air — a classic, big-kid indoor gym with all the bells and whistles. While my boys were lined up for a zip-line course that wound throughout the building, I tapped out a quick thought in a photo caption. And then I started seeing signs…
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My First Glimpses of the Catholic Church
My first touches with Catholicism were brief in my younger years. I remember being in middle school, going to Mass with a school friend. I was so lost with what was going on. We were packed into a pew with a group of students, and I remember the building more than anything else—old stone walls,…
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Ten Seconds
My little Jamie slipped silently to the bottom of a pool while I stood ten feet away. No splash. No cry. Just gone. This is why we’re at the Y twice a week — and why I can finally breathe again while I watch.
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Two Weeks That Changed My Mind
What a Catholic school tour in October and two weeks at a classical charter school taught me about what I actually want for my boys.