Don’t Fear the Mirror

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I pulled into the parking spot and immediately flipped down my visor to inspect a little bump on my forehead. It was a blackhead, so I went to squeeze it (of course) and I noticed that Helen, my nearly-3-year-old daughter, was looking at me in the mirror. Just watching. And it occurred to me that… Continue reading…

Indulging in Self Care

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Michael and I were looking at our budget and deciding which ways we could cut back. He concluded that he didn’t mind spending less on going out for coffee, and asked if I wanted to make the same cut-back. After thinking for a moment, I said no.