I've become a different mom by witnessing the mystery, complexity and seismic hope in my child's future. I've felt how my strength and my belief in my child helps provide fuel for his flourishing.
One simple picture, a split second caught on camera. That's all it took for me to realize that I needed to press pause in life.
It is my mother's story and reflections about that keep my doubts away. I try my best to use her rich and blessed life to encourage others to balance their lot in life against their blessings, however many obstacles they face.
I couldn't sleep last night, my son has been unwell the last few days with an ear infection and I was awake waiting for him to wake up (he did, right on cue at midnight) when I was thinking (don't ask me why) back to when I was pregnant and the things that people would say or ask me that would wind me up.
People tell you having a child is a love like no other. You try to imagine, but it doesn't live in your bones until it's already happened to you. To us.
It wasn't all that long ago that we brought home my 2-year-old son, yet it's been enough time for amnesia to set in.
I'm sure that this is just the tip of the iceberg... what are the things that you never want to hear?
The shooting deaths of Philando Castile and Alton Sterling made headlines last week, pushing their way even into my headline. I don't like to jump i...
Before my family and I embarked on a trip around the world, we set goals, made plans and had big dreams. But some of the things I learned and experienced along the way were unexpected, like souvenirs you can hold onto forever. Here are seven nuggets I picked up along our travels that will remind me of our journey for years to come.
The good news is that we can break out of habitual patterns--we can choose who and how we want to be in each moment, what part of ourselves we want to strengthen, and ultimately, what kind of life experience we want to create.
I came to my obsession with Lin-Manuel Miranda much later than most people. I didn't discover him until well after tickets to Hamilton had reached mor...
I notice my kids being excluded in the communities we live in. I notice the school system initiate programs that don't take into account the small group of kids who are not white.
I remember it like it was yesterday, though the memories are fragmented. Disjointed. Like a scene out of a low-budget indie film, cutting in and out ...
I am a mother. I am of the belief that I am supposed to be teaching my children to become empathetic, loving adults and in doing so I realize that they are in fact teaching me. Children are our reflection. They do as they see. The thing is everything is a mess right now. It's a big old mess.
Colorblindness is a common response to racism. More specifically, it is a common response from white people attempting to reject racism. "I am colorblind. I see people, not color. We are all the same." You might even teach your kids this perspective with the best intentions.
Parenting is a lifelong commitment -- and a challenging one at that. Back when I first became a mom, I remember thinking how my kids should have come with instructions, a kind of step-by-step parenting guide to follow. Parents-to-be can prepare all they want, but raising children, I discovered, is mostly learned on-the-job. There is no special formula to follow if you want to be a good parent.