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Counting my blessings

Counting my blessings

Growing up with an Italian, Catholic mother is about as stereotypical as you can imagine. She… made a mean meatball idolized her sons never missed weekend Mass ruled the house with the swing of a spatula But my mother was also my first philosopher and […]

Namaste. Bitches!

Namaste. Bitches!

As I get older, I’ve come to realize that defining a purpose in life is elusive. Of course my greatest priority is being a mom and raising healthy, well-adjusted children blah blah blah, insert party line. But children grow up and become increasingly independent, leaving […]