Like most of my stories, this one begins a few weeks ago. It was early on an unseasonably warm Monday morning, the kids, the Husband and I were heading off to our favourite playground in Central Park, the sun was rising over the buildings on the Upper East Side, and my son looked up at... Continue Reading →
Practice Makes . . .
Having spent my formative years as a figure skater, the one adage that was drilled into me, and that I have consequently always held tightly to was . . . yup. . ."practice makes perfect". But events over the past month have had me questioning whether that's always the case. See, back in the middle... Continue Reading →