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I can’t remember a time when women were more determined to find themselves.

When Chad and I fell in love some 30 years ago, we were products of the world we had grown up in.

Outside the courthouse where Lindsay Clancy is being tried for the murders of her three small children, ages 5, 3, and 8 months, women are gathering.

I’ve spent hours in the car with Sawyer lately.

A fiery certainty lives inside most human beings when they’re 25 years old. 25 year olds are the ultimate in confidence that they know the best way to do things, the best way to think, and what is right and wrong.

Growing pains are showing all around me.

Last night I stood in the kitchen with Chad and asked him if he thinks my brain is working okay.

Our four year old loves to sing.

Stastics show that human beings are more bored than ever.

A few nights ago I hardly slept.