I always thought my mom was crazy when she said she wished she could go back to when I was five.

Now, with teenagers of my own, I finally get it.

But the surprising realization isn't that I miss who my kids were—it's that I miss who I was, too. The mom who was their whole world. The one who knew every thought, every adventure, every scraped knee.

The key? Finding joy in the journey and in each new version of them and yourself.

At 19, my dad asked for permission to follow his dream.
Now, as a parent, I’m asking myself a harder question—will I be brave enough to say yes when my kids do the same?

Kids make mistakes, and often it makes me feel like I’ve failed as a mom. Sometimes a phone call and a whole lot of honesty remind me that none of us are getting this perfect — and that maybe we’re not supposed to. We might just need each other to get through it.

Don’t be afraid to do the unexpected, forget the laundry and grab your bucket of water! Life’s little joys might be hiding in the mess!

A powerful reminder to take small moments now to create a lasting and powerful treasure! Today is a gift!

How a timer and a little bit of craziness can help tackle the tedious parts of life and become core memories in the process.

Look closely at the little things. One day, a tiny frog on a lily pad might actually turn out to be a very wise, very big thing.