When my girls were little, whenever we traveled, we made sure we donned a first aid kit on our body.  This consisted of colorful band aids of their cartoon de jour, Neosporin, and Tylenol.  We learned to NEVER underestimate the power of a soothing voice paired with a lovingly placed...

If you’ve found your way to this inaugural blog, that means you are making sense of the loss of someone or something important to you.  And for that I am deeply sorry. I wish you didn’t have to learn the secret handshake that got you ushered into this awful fraternity.  But...