You’re One of Those…? People ask some of the strangest questions of me as we’re out walking. This morning, on a wet, rainy walk with Gretchen (our special alone time) a woman stopped us and asked, “You’re one of those…”…
Connected It’s true that I have to moms, but somehow I’m more connected to one more than the other. Not that I don’t love them both equally. Not that when one or the other comes home I’m not thrilled and…