A.D. LeavittA Sacred DiscomfortIf the last few months have shown us anything it is that, as a collective, we are not good at being uncomfortable. We struggle with sitting…Apr 22, 2020Apr 22, 2020
A.D. LeavittWhen Time’s Up“Do you remember in Vancouver, how happy we were?” she said through the phone.Sep 26, 2019Sep 26, 2019
A.D. LeavittTo the Ones Who Stayed; A Love LetterPeople cycle through our lives much like seasons. Occasionally, the ending is tumultuous, leaving behind a wake of loss and betrayal, and…Apr 2, 2019Apr 2, 2019
A.D. LeavittThe Long NightsNothing wakes me up faster than the sound of my kid's retching.Feb 15, 2019Feb 15, 2019
A.D. LeavittThis Story Doesn’t Matter.This story doesn’t matter. It doesn’t mean anything, and when I have told it, it will be easy to dismiss. It’s easy to doubt and question…Oct 10, 2018Oct 10, 2018
A.D. LeavittWhen Empowerment Feels Like LossIn spite of all the associated bravado, the truth is that empowerment has never felt all that powerful to me. Often, it feels more like…Sep 30, 2018Sep 30, 2018
A.D. LeavittI’m SorryThis morning I sat in my driveway for over fifteen minutes, doing nothing but staring at my reflection in the rear-view mirror.Sep 29, 2018Sep 29, 2018
A.D. LeavittWaterfallsHe didn’t arrive until after I had closed my eyes, as nightmares do. I hadn’t seen him on the trail before. Hadn’t heard him approach.Jul 22, 2018Jul 22, 2018
A.D. LeavittFit for a Queen: A Night of Royal Decadence at Victoria and Albert’s Chef’s TableDressed in our finest clothes, my husband in a pressed sports jacket and tie, I in a floor length evening gown, we turned down the hallway…Apr 2, 2018Apr 2, 2018
A.D. LeavittThe Art of Letting GoI am just sitting down after a long day of human-raising. It was a mostly typical day in the life of twin-momming, but tomorrow will be a…Apr 2, 2018Apr 2, 2018
