My Kid is Not a Dog When Austin was in sixth grade there was another sixth grade mother who spent a lot of time at school volunteering. ...

Five steps into the woods and I feel the shift. My body begins to move to a different rhythm. My senses sharpen, my heart slows. It is in...

I wrote this essay over 9 years ago! I found it in my files and decided to share it with a parent I am coaching who is working hard to...