For some reason, I’ve been thinking about gardening this week. That makes no sense at all. Although you are reading this in April, the week in which it was written has been a snowy week: A week in which the First Day of Spring came in like the proverbial lion, with over a foot of snow in our backyard. Not only that, but I actually don’t like gardening all that much. I know that’s almost heresy to those of you with green thumbs. Perhaps if I had the emerald touch, too, I’d fee

Recently, I found myself staring at my oldest son as he sat at the computer writing his college paper. He didn’t notice my stare, or if he did he seemed unfazed by it. I paused and had one of those moments (all parents out there know what I mean). It was one of those moments when you look at your child and ask yourself, “Where did the time go?” As my children get older, I seem to have these moments more frequently. I am not quite an empty nester, I am in a stage of life that

This post is for the average. It’s an average post–nothing profound—of an average length on an average day. I just want to give a shout out to the average among us. (Which is most of us.) I salute those who go to work every day for an average wage doing a nothing-spectacular-but-necessary job often for a less than average return in terms of gratitude or recognition. I salute those average parents and caregivers who balance family life and maybe jobs or school and the probably