"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"What would it look like if, over the next two weeks, instead of complaining to your friends about how busy the season is, and sighing with contempt and annoyance, and vowing next year will be different — what if you did this:"
"I look back at the bullying and I thank God social media didn’t exist... But seriously, even amongst people who loved me, I felt like I didn’t fit in. Which led one to ponder, was it me?"
"I know it’s the most wonderful time of the year. I know! But while I’m not quite up to Grinch status yet, I’m definitely not feeling holly or jolly about the upcoming festivities I normally look forward to each December."
"This will be highly offensive to some of you, and you will have the choice to be angry about it. You will have the choice to blame the current president, blame religion, or even blame it on bad parenting."
"So I thought it was a good idea to fly by myself with a 2 year old and a 5 year old. We were standing in line in security, on the verge of tears because Wyatt was screaming and James was exhausted. Out of the blue, one mom stops the line for security..."
