When a conversation with my middle schooler about how much to care about the opinions of others teaches me how and when to care what others think of me and ties back to the Soup Nazi...life comes full circle like that sometimes.
Truth
There Are Two Kinds Of People.
When I was young, I thought I could define the world by dividing people into categories. But if I could write that young girl a letter now, what would I say to her? Dear Younger Me...
Telling Truth from Lies.
I am a storyteller who cannot write. I am a mom who struggles to parent. Are those statements really true?
