Tag: Skip

Myson is 19. He towers over me and as I’m looking up at him, his face is a bit crestfallen as he lets me know he won’t be there for our traditional tree trimming. Every year, we put the tree up and it might sit a couple of days with only lights before we all get together and put on ou...

My daughter loves to skip. For me there isn’t a bigger indicator of her living her best life than seeing her skip down a sidewalk without a care in the world. But she knows that when we are out (especially at night) there is NO SKIPPING! Last week we were coming out of the grocery...