God has put all kinds of teachers in our path They’re disguised as bosses and baristas, friends and foes, artists and authors. And daughters.
Monday was our daughter, Katy’s 28th birthday. She celebrated with friends in D.C. where she lives. As a mom, celebrating her from afar, I started to think of some of the things she’s taught me in the past 28 years. Here are just a few: Continue reading
One afternoon when Katy was in kindergarten she got off the bus and informed me that she had learned “the f-word.”
“Fart.”
She later told us she had also learned the “sh-word”
“Shut up.”
Honestly, in our family the real “f-word” isn’t fart. And it isn’t another word that might come to mind.
It’s “fine”.
To my mind, “fine” may be the most terrible word in the english language. And words matter as my friend Sharon always reminds me.
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