Climbing Down the Ladder
The thing about being a coach’s wife is that it stinks to lose. No matter how magical the season was, at some point, it’s all gotta come to an end. While everybody else is getting all March Madnessy, I’m trying to slowly climb down the ladder of exhilaration without falling straight to the bottom. The
Teaching Kids to Feel Kindness
In a little town that doesn’t get much press is a woman who quietly goes about the task of teaching kids. Pamela Wiese is a truancy officer and paraprofessional at a school in Henning, Minn., a town of about 800 people. I have no doubt that she shows great compassion and empathy in the hours
March Madness Rollercoaster
I feel like I’m standing in line, waiting to ride the world’s best rollercoaster. Later this week, I’ll pack up the family and we’ll head to Cleveland for the MAC tournament. For my non-sporty friends, that’s our conference basketball tourney. If our team wins, the Bobcats will head to the NCAA tournament. (That’s the big
Creating Kinder Thinking
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I’ve been thinking about. I don’t know if this is the case for you, but my mind can follow a squirrel or bright shiny object into the next dimension in no time flat. A friend recently told me she struggles with cooking because of attention deficit disorder.
A Letter to Winter
Dear Winter, We need to talk. This letter has been a long time coming. I know I should probably be doing this in person, but it feels like every time I step outside to talk, you try to freeze me out. We’ve had some some good times together, haven’t we? Remember those 47 days my
My Leap Day Baby
I cried the day I found out I was going to have a daughter. Don’t get me wrong– it was not a sweet, tender moment. I was terrified. After a tumultuous relationship with my mom, I assumed I couldn’t do the mother-daughter thing. I stood in my bedroom and cried as I thought “What is
Kindness in a Kidney
What’s the furthest you would go for kindness? Do you even know? Maybe you’ll give your time, but not your money. Maybe you’ll give your money, but not your time. Maybe you’ll give your time and money as long as you don’t have to sacrifice your personal comfort. It’s humbling to realize our limitations, both
