It was a seemingly innocuous enough Facebook update: Dear friends, If you are capable of complex, critical thinking, I love you. If you aren’t, I still like you well enough, but I probably won’t bring you homemade baked goods. Love,  Trix I wrote it in response to my frustration with our culture’s tendency to rush […]

It was the last week of June, 1995. My life had changed dramatically over the last twelve months. My son, Evan, had been born in July of 1994 and after several long months of struggle as I transitioned from a hip, cool career gal to a new stay-at-home mom, I was at last feeling the […]