Look inside and really listen.

I say my lines on cue and keep out of the way or figure out what it means to bring ease.

Sparks are in the air…love and pure flame.

A long time lover of his writing, now I get to experience the Bard as a cast member.

Who knows long we have with each other? Saying goodbye is always hard. But we have this time now and we are grateful for it.

Why can’t life be a musical?

This Father’s Day, my men met and traded what I love about them most…their insight, their stories.

In the hope of sharing a fun experience with my children, I turned a deaf ear to their discomfort. I must respect my child’s limits when fireflies fall to enchant.

We hit a snag but didn’t lose heart. We let the early moment that alarmed pass until it was replaced by a charming wonder.

A coop, a concert, and recovery from a near calamity.