Dear Class of 1999
Unless we’re “friends” on Facebook, chances are you don’t remember me. Which is understandable. We had a graduating class of 1000 students and me, well, I tried really hard to be invisible. I… Read More
Unless we’re “friends” on Facebook, chances are you don’t remember me. Which is understandable. We had a graduating class of 1000 students and me, well, I tried really hard to be invisible. I… Read More
Nature sings. Today proves it. The grass tickles a young woman’s ankles; it is soft against her bare feet. She abandoned her shoes long ago, choosing instead to cherish the freedom of walking… Read More
I was in college, volunteering for Junior Achievement, which is a fantastic organization that sends volunteers into classrooms to teach basic economics. I’d been doing it since I was eighteen, thoroughly enjoyed it,… Read More
This morning, my girls drank some wild silly juice. That’s the only explanation I can think of: they were running around, throwing their arms in the air and generally making quite a… Read More