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A little more than a week ago, I felt my eyes fill with tears as I read the email from Renae Newmiller sharing the news that her 8-year-old daughter, Ella, had danced her way to heaven.
Several years ago, I wrote that I had taken up jogging and planned to run a 5K a few months later.
These days my kitchen floor is covered with chewed up bits of paper towels, and my living room has squeaky toys in every corner. Each time I want to leave the house, I embark on a treasure hunt to ...
Bedtime has always been one of my favorite times of the day as a parent.
As with all of lifes challenges, the key to surviving and thriving in the winter is to learn to work with the situation.