Stop the Madness

February is soccer try out month in my house. Both of my kids play soccer, both for school and club. Soccer is a big deal in my house. February is a tense time. "What if I don't make the middle school team? Again?" This from my son. "I have to make varsity this year." This from my daughter. It's weeks of preparing, worrying, hand holding and encouraging. It's exhausting. It's my job as a soccer Mom. Then came the school shooting in Florida, right in the middle of soccer try outs. And suddenly making a school or club team seemed trivial. Suddenly, again, I was forced to think about children and their very brave teachers being murdered in their schools. School is meant to be a place of learnin

Despite Being a Romance Writer...

...I'm not a huge fan of Valentine's Day. I know, I know. You're sad. Maybe even disappointed. Sorry, not sorry. I make no apologies. It just is what it is. I've never been a fan. I've been married for over 22 years. And still not a fan. I blame those single years in my teens and the college years. I remember "hanging" Cupid in the hallway of my dorm. So, here's my theory. Life is short, and at best, unpredictable. If you love someone, tell them. Everyday. Not just because the calendar, and the folks at Hallmark, tell you to do so. Flowers because you thought of me, or because it's Tuesday, are SO much better. Not to mention cheaper. I don't want a heart shaped box filled with chocolates. Mo

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