Every Sunday, he cooks meals for the week, to make my evenings easier. His focus and drive and ambition—all of which can be challenging sometimes—make him who he is. Laundry. Not only does he do it every week, but he puts all of it—even the pinks—away. On Saturdays, he leaves our house at 8 am…
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The New Year, for me, is a time of reflection. A time to look back on the past. Two years ago, the Monday after New Year’s was one of the hardest days of my life. It was the day I returned to work after maternity leave with my son. It hung over our holidays. For…
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