by Tandy Pryor
Yesterday, I returned from dropping my son Jay off at college in Northern Ohio, AND… It was HARDER than I ever imagined it would be. Yes… I know it’s a great opportunity. Yes, I know I will heal. Yes, I get all of that. For 25 years, there have been...
by Tandy Pryor
The Radical Year Review (that you don’t have to complete by January 1) Start 2018 POWERFULLY I’ve quietly ushered in 2018. What a relief to let go of the pressure of making just the right New Year’s intentions. Jeez, how many years did I struggle to find the perfect...
by Tandy Pryor
When a once-in-a-lifetime eclipse, devastating hurricanes, and major wildfires happen all within a couple weeks, we start to realize what matters. This summer was amazing, in so many ways. And it can only get better! All those natural events elicited the same...
by Tandy Pryor
When I was little, calling someone “adopted” was the worst insult neighborhood kids could give each other. It was a total putdown—a way of saying, “You’re different.” “You don’t fit in.” or “You don’t belong here.” I always cringed when I heard it because I was...
by Tandy Pryor
“I’ll pay you a quarter to go to the basement with me,” said eight-year-old Hayes to five-year-old Jay. My older son refused to go to the basement alone. Eventually his younger brother upped his price. So Hayes took the Jack Russell downstairs with him instead—Jack...
by Tandy Pryor
“Mom, my friends come over and say there’s only INGREDIENTS at our house! There’s nothing to EAT!” My son was lamenting the other day about the state of our pantry. When I open it, I see endless possibilities, meals I could create, dishes I...
