I’ve been writing this blog for over a year now and, during that time, I’ve always written about my own confusing moments in the joyful mess that is parenthood. This week, though, I’d like to write about another mother, one of my oldest friends and someone I love like a sister.
It’s not that I have nothing to write about. This week was mid-winter break in New York (and elsewhere?) which meant that I was home with our…
