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My Word For 2021: Miss Out

My word for this year, is “miss out.” Not, “no.” Not, “say yes to the best.” Because I’ve done those things. Every week I say no to opportunities, obligations, events, requests. But it’s not enough. The last three months I have been living my dream life. My dream town. My wonderful family. My dream job. …

Glorifying the Mess, and Idolizing Perfection

Drooping around disheveled rooms—dark under-eyes—a martyred spirit in the chaos. Victim to motherhood. Self-righteous disbelief toward those who claim “togetherness.” The children’s whining reminding us we are sacrificial, the scattered toys making us feel needed, our rumpled clothing a sign of how little we spend on ourselves. But there is no glory in the mess. …

We Don’t Know the Outcome of Our work

We don’t know the outcome of our work. Nancy didn’t know she was raising a famous inventor, but where would we be without Thomas Edison’s lightbulb? Dranafile didn’t know she was raising Mother Teresa, but who else would have impacted hundreds of orphans, and inspired generations of selfless acts? Every great story starts with a …