Imperfectly Blogging

Life is much like a closet reorganization project these days. I am smack dab in the middle of the mess and I am tired.

In the wake of Kobe's death, we are divided into two groups: adoring fans or #metoo advocates.

One woman's journey to healing after trauma

I didn't know it, but that was the day that my ordinary life took on a new purpose.

Our youngest, like most girls her age, is obsessed with the movie, Frozen. You can’t even talk about frozen yogurt in our house without someone singing Let it Go! CC is turning 3 this week and recites every line from the movie and has the hand motions to match. If you use the bathroom in this house, she will be there outside the door singing about building a snowman. “Mom, I’m literally Elsa!” “Mom, I’m literally Elsa,” says my almost 3 year old as she comes down the stairs i