Category: family

happiest of father’s days

when i was growing up, my family spent summers on a lake in new hampshire. so, every year, the day after school ended for the year, we would pack up the car and head north to our little cottage on the lake. i have…

letter to my daughter | april

to my daughter, this is the last month that you are seven years old.  and my goodness, you are growing in big and bold ways.  the days on the calendar pass by, and we have our routine, just the two of us.  we seamlessly…