Not born to box

I have a friend whose favorite saying is, “Checked off that box.”  She said this when her son finished his required three years of piano lessons. When the family took the African safari they’d talked about for years. Whenever she sends signed paperwork in at the beginning of each school year. She loves checking the…

‘Tis the season

As the first holiday cards appear in my mailbox, I greet them with a mix of delight and trepidation. So many photos of happy, smiling faces. So much good cheer. So much oversharing. Yes. Oversharing. And selective sharing. I am reminded of the year we received a holiday letter that described, in great detail, a…