Do you hear the hoofbeats? The gallop approaching from a formerly distant calendar shore? Yep. It’s the coming retail apocalypse. And if history serves as any guide, there will be that one item this year, the one that rises above all the others, that will become the darling of the season, the gift that everyone wants, the object that…
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Here’s a little something I’ve learned. When you birth something, whether that be a dream or a project or a business or a non-profit or a book or a baby, for that matter, those people who show up, stand up, celebrate up, give you a hand up, you appreciate them all the more. You’re vulnerable when you birth. You’re a…
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I didn’t expect to be so scared. A year ago today, my book Raising an Original launched. And in the days leading up to the launch, I was exhilarated, giggly, pinching myself. But as the actual release date came closer and closer in the windshield, I found a surprising emotion looming. Fear. And an odd grief. Which all sounds terribly…
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We were all in a long row, my family of ten, singing at church. At the time, my oldest was sixteen and my youngests, my twins, were newborns. My oldest kids at that point had been in the baby game a long, long time, helping me with each of their successive siblings, changing diapers, snuggling, burping. And by this point,…
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It’s not like it I had some well laid-out, closely planned strategy. To raise teens who were responsible human beings. Really, unpacked, the one strategy I did have was simply survival. But it worked. The age span from our oldest child to our youngest is sixteen years. Our firstborn, daughter Madison, was wrapping up getting her driver’s license right around the…
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