Annie Cooper
I’m Not Sorry, Anymore.
I've been so sorry. So very sorry.
So very responsible.
So very sorry.
To my children, mainly. For not giving them the perfect life I'd planned for...
A River Doesn’t Run Through It
A few days before my youngest son’s second birthday, in 1998, we moved to Southern Africa.
We’d been feeling cold and were facing some hard...
The Music of My Children
Yesterday, sitting in my warm car with my youngest child, I was truly shocked.
Shocked by the fact of only one child in my car.
Shocked...
Finding the Profound.
There's this hidden gem of profound interaction.
At the most unexpected of places.
A Weight Watchers meeting.
In Williston.
On Sunday mornings.
A cold, hard, fact: I am a...
Middle School
A few years ago, I was asked to help run a swim curriculum for the local middle school. One where my own daughter was...
Parenting from a Broken Place
For a number of years, I parented from a very broken place.
(I never realized the time was going by and that I couldn't get...
I Just Turned 50.
I just turned 50.
In my body, I move like I am 20.
In my mind, I think like I am 20.
In my heart, I love...