WriteOut of Her Mind

His bags are packed. The passport is ready. Forms are filled out. The money is in the account. And…

It was just another weeknight family dinner, all of us gathered around the dining table, eating our…

I needed a break.  She did too. It’s been a long winter and a March Break without some…

I have the craziest dreams. My head on the pillow is my entryway into a virtual reality influenced…

I may have a romantic soul, but I can kill a romantic moment faster than a room full of…

They say if you do what you love in your career, it won’t feel like work. They are lying.…

The only time I want to see ice of any kind between now and next December is in the form of tiny…

There are moments that define us. They shape who we are and who we’ll become. They change the…

I’m not proud of this. It doesn’t happen very often. I try very hard to be consciously…

I know Mother’s Day is supposed to be about my family doing nice things for me. But while I…

I have no idea why I am so excited by a long weekend. It’s not like I have a cottage to go…

Three things you should know about me by now: I enjoy car rides, I like hanging out with my kids…

On Saturday, the Carpenter and I got up early and put on our best Sunday clothes. It was a special…

When the Carpenter and I show up at the polls this week, we are bringing along a first-time voter.…

Raising children is the most joyous and terrifying thing I have ever done. And that is why…