Joy has been hard to come by. It’s felt just out of reach. Some weeks it’s been hiding in a deep cave guarded by all of my worst fears. Other days it feels like it’s there but when I go to reach for it, it’s gone as quickly as it appeared. And in moments, brief moments, joy is sitting at...

Put me in a room full of women and I want to talk to the moms. Because I think they’re basically super women. Because I’m in awe of how they do it all. Because I think mothers are the key to everything. Because I want to say thank you. Because I want to understand. I pretty much always want to...