This post is sponsored by Aura I was searching for my daughter, calling her name as it echoed through the halls of our home. A gentle knock on her door, and I quickly had my answer. My daughter was tucked in the corner of her closet, her face illuminated by the light of her tablet. "It’s time …
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I don’t have a lot of friends, but it’s all about quality over quantity
I don’t have a lot of friends. I’m the one who is often looking in from the outside, the friend who is sometimes invited, sometimes after the fact. I’m not part of the neighborhood texts or the get-togethers to chat about life. I’m a homebody, the one who people make small talk with, but …
I am done caring about what others think of me
I am done. It’s taken me 40 years, but I am done caring what other people think of me. I’ve been called beautiful; I’ve been called ugly. I’ve been called fat and I’ve been called skinny. I’ve been criticized for the way I sound and for the things I say. People have used every word in the dictionary …