Got grit?

I apologize for writing about writing again, but I’m having a moment. A moment of feeling crushed by Friday folders filled with requests – money for the art fundraiser, canned goods for the food drive, volunteer hours for the PTO, donations for the fall festival – and workload stresses for my professor husband, and soccer … Continue reading Got grit?

Eye on the prize

Today, before practice, our 7 year old daughter stood before me on our carpeted floor, one foot fidgeting on the other and her hands clasped in front of her.  She looked embarrassed, or worried.  I waited. “We have to do butterfly in the meet,” she said. She started swimming yesterday with the Blacksburg Orcas, our … Continue reading Eye on the prize