I have a confession to make. I am not and never have been one of those sentimental moms who cries on the first day of school (which is odd, because I’m a very emotional person). I didn’t sob when my kids went off to preschool for the first time or get…
Down and Dirty in PA
Five miles of hilly terrain. Seven newly acquainted teammates. Twelve unknown, muddy obstacles. Hundreds of face-painted women dressed in matching outfits. This does not describe my usual Saturday afternoon. This is not my comfort zone. I am not generally one to do something wild. New experiences make me uneasy. The unknown…