Always Remember

I can still remember exactly what I was doing when the world changed. I was sitting on the couch, eating Eggo waffles, and watching TV before school. When I saw the footage of a plane hitting one of the World Trade Center towers, my first thought was that it was an accident. A terrible and tragic one, but an accident nonetheless. Terrorism just wasn’t on my radar. But then I saw the that other tower had been hit by a plane as well. Something wasn’t right.

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The Helpers

The accident played out like a slow-motion action scene in a blockbuster summer movie. A blown tire, the car spinning to the right, wheel cranked to the left, overcompensating. A deafening crash into the guardrail, sparks raining down as it flew into the air.

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National Book Lovers Day

All my fellow bibliophiles rejoice! Today is National Book Lovers Day. Whether you prefer the classics or fantasy, hardcover or ebooks, dog-eared pages or bookmarks doesn’t matter (actually, folding page corners is kind of a crime against humanity, but you do you). What does matter is our shared love of the written word.

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My Favorite Place

My parents and sister decided to vacation in Finland this summer and it’s causing some major envy over here. (Never mind that the idea of taking my young kids on an 11-hour plane ride sounds insane.) The birch trees, the idyllic lakes, the smell after it rains. Picking wild berries. Relaxing in the sauna. Karl Fazer chocolate and rieska bread. A summer sun that never truly sets. I miss it all.

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Braving a Thousand Lives

Last week my daughters were playing hair salon, combing my husband’s (shaved) head, when they both shrieked and pointed at his back. I went to investigate what I assumed was a piece of lint or a freckle, but instead I saw that it was a tick. I instantly felt woozy.

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How to Survive Summer as a Mom

Although the crazy weather here in the Bay Area would lead one to believe otherwise, summer is just around the corner. Warm weather. Vacations. Swimming. Sunshine, suntans (or sunscreen in my case), and sangria. And the kids being home all day, every day. Cue the panic! Just kidding. Sort of.

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