Learning to Survive a Mountain of Fear
My daughter and I tested our mettle against the cold, hard grip of fear during a trip to one of Japan’s winter playgrounds.
My daughter and I tested our mettle against the cold, hard grip of fear during a trip to one of Japan’s winter playgrounds.
Sometimes it takes a tragedy to realize how precious life is.
Saying goodbye over and over again to someone you love with can be painful.
Sometimes I like being a parent. Sometimes I don’t.
I noticed my girls’ confidence grow when they made the same thing for breakfast every week.
Family trips may not be free of conflict, but the memories of time together can often outweigh troubles. I learned this lesson after my youngest daughter created her own souvenir of our trip to a lavender farm in Tasmania.
One day my husband left the country, and a squall blew in, unearthing resentments and loneliness. The only hope for me and the kids was to cook our way out of it.
Today we checked out a quirky playground in Tasmania’s Central Highlands. Tazmazia and the Village of Lower Crockpot boasted having the world’s largest maze complex. We tried several of the challenges, and checked out the miniature sculptures.
Fight or a little flight? My family and I wondered how to best settle differences during a vacation in Tasmania.