One of the hardest things we face as women, girl bosses, mothers, daughters, is remembering to stop and love the woman we are, where we are. We focus so much of our effort on putting everything in its right place, getting the babies fed, bathed and tucked, writing, working, and swimming mad like sharks…
It is the intimate celebrations that draw me in. Close friends and family sharing in the deep love and emotion that two people share on their wedding day. The whispered moments, the nervous anticipation laced with excitement and joy. Leather bound journals scrawled with words like a poem by Pablo Neruda, professing an eternity of…
