Listen, the next time my kid asks me if I’m feeling beautiful I’m replying with certainty and enthusiasm. There’ll be no more lying to her. Most importantly, there’ll be no more lying to myself.

Listen, the next time my kid asks me if I’m feeling beautiful I’m replying with certainty and enthusiasm. There’ll be no more lying to her. Most importantly, there’ll be no more lying to myself.
“I think it’s a great honor to win an Oscar but I think if you aim to be rewarded in your life you’ll get nowhere. I think that the biggest reward is the work itself […]
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Christmas was magic. I watched my preschool aged daughter get her dream unicorn toy, ride the darn thing incessantly, and sleep with it in her bed. My toddler was overjoyed by the act of unwrapping […]