Tag: friendship

If I’m Being Honest

As I write this, Cian is in his crib, crying so hard it sounds like torture (for me). I already went in to comfort him once, and he’s trying to settle into his nap. His settling is loud. Quinn keeps popping out of her room, 

Short and Sweet

I went out with friends last night, and it was one of those evenings where we try to fit three months of conversation into three hours.  I came away thinking I might write something today about friendship and finding people with whom you really click.