Heather is an essayist, editor, CMO, mommy, and wife seeking stillness while in a state
of nearly constant motion. She lives, walks, and eats in the greatest city in the world: Chicago.
From a bare Christmas tree to messy cookie-making, I’m letting go of perfection to embrace love, laughter, and shared moments. Remembering that it’s not the decorations but the glow of connection that makes the season magical.
Read MoreA nostalgic ride through the soundtrack of teenage freedom—convertibles, late nights, and Rob Base on repeat. Sharing these songs with my sons, I reflect on the magic of music, its power to connect generations, and the joy of watching my boys create soundtracks of their own.
Read MoreThis summer was a celebration of unplugging and rediscovering life’s simple joys. From mornings by the ocean to starry nights in the Grand Canyon, stepping away from the noise revealed beauty in everyday moments. It’s a reminder to pause, disconnect, and savor the world’s quiet magic—and carry that gratitude back into daily life.
Read MoreBaseball is at the heart of our love story that began with a date at Wrigley Field. From season tickets to teaching our kids the magic of the game, the Cubs have been a constant thread in our marriage. Each pitch, win, and even heartbreak deepens our bond, creating a legacy of loyalty and love.
Read MoreTraveling as a family is both an art and an adventure, blending meticulous planning with the inevitable eye rolls from kids. From a rafting trip in the Grand Canyon to dreaming of London’s charm, these journeys are about more than destinations—they're about shared memories, new discoveries, and passing down a legacy of wanderlust, one itinerary at a time.
Read MoreThe Mother Load is a quiet, unseen weight carried by mothers like me, filled with mental lists, small gestures, and love. Every act reflects devotion and care, from packing lunches to late-night cuddle rituals. Amid the grind of daily life, these moments of connection remind us that the load, though heavy, is the ultimate gift of love.
Read MoreBaseball season is here, and my son carries his grandfather’s legacy of timeless class into every moment. From carefully selected jerseys to polished sneakers, his attention to detail echoes a tradition of presenting oneself with pride and purpose. It’s a reminder that style isn’t just about appearance—it’s about honoring those who came before us.
Read MoreInspired by the Kelce brothers' touching bond, I reflect on the beautiful chaos of raising two sons. From daily squabbles to unspoken "I love yous," their relationship is a mix of rivalry, camaraderie, and loyalty. My hope? That one day, they'll be each other's biggest fans—just like the Kelces.
Read MoreAs I gear up for Super Bowl LVIII, I couldn’t help but notice the striking parallels between NFL quarterbacks and moms. Both juggle impossible playbooks, call audibles under pressure, and carry their teams through wins and losses. Like Patrick Mahomes, we moms are field generals—but with way less cheering and way more snacks.
Read MoreAmidst the frenzy, baking gingersnaps is a cherished tradition, infusing the air with the warmth of spices and memories. It's a moment to pause and savor the simple pleasures of sharing homemade treats with those we love, encapsulating the essence of holiday joy.
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