Maycember
May came in like December. Softball, lacrosse, a solo college move, an international trip to plan. It was genuinely a lot. But my charts are closed. And I was actually there for all of it.
What Coaching Actually Does (A Real Example)
When she first came to me, she already knew what she thought. She had instincts, opinions, inner wisdom. What she didn’t have was trust in it.
The Car Pickup I’m Not Proud Of
I was sitting in the car line outside my daughter’s school when my pager went off. What happened next is something I’ve thought about for a long time.
The Conversation I Don’t Remember
There’s a particular kind of moment that used to happen in my house more than I’d like to admit. My husband and one of my daughters would be talking about something and I’d realize I had no memory of the conversation — even though I was there.