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On Saturday, I joined my kids at Uncle Bill’s Pancake House. This Saturday could be interchangeable with any other Saturday for my kids because this is their weekly routine with my husband, Josh. The only difference was that this week the Uncle Bill’s employees were throwing a birthday party…

Netflix has a riveting documentary currently streaming: “Trainwreck: Woodstock 99.” It recounts the debacle that was the 30th anniversary event of the famous music festival.

When I was younger, I flirted with the edges of my identity, bobbing and weaving over the boundaries of my personality while I tried to find what “me” meant. Sometimes I would expand myself and feel exhilarated. Other times, I would cross that line and feel like I betrayed something deep wit…

Please allow me to take a little break from the traditional, regularly scheduled Buzzing Love column for a special announcement ... I would like to introduce the latest addition to our pack: A tiny little ball of fluff called Mr. Puffers!

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Thank you to everyone who came out to help us celebrate Buzzing Love Day at our “Party in the Park” on June 29 at Blackburn Park in Webster Groves! More than 500 people showed up for snow cones and fun from the Bubble Bus. There was joy everywhere, and I loved seeing the smiles on so many faces.

I recently took an ad for our classifieds section from a kindly gentleman named Lin, who is liquidating his penny collection. He has pennies of all kinds — large cents, small cents, Indian Head, Lincoln cents, copper, wheat and steel. As we spoke about numismatism — coin collecting — it brou…

Up until fairly recently, I have carried the weight of a cumbersome label that was inaccurately ascribed to me. That label was “too sensitive.” I firmly believed the truth of this label, but in all fairness, it’s only half true. I am sensitive. But it became an insidious, paralyzing lie when…

I imagine it must be strangely disorienting for my husband, Josh, to toggle between his world at work where he is awarded for his intelligence, efficiency and competence, to his world at home where he is most adored for simply being a human punching bag. He goes from being at the top of the …

I can’t tell you how much I love these stories of kindness out of Kirkwood. It was such a pleasure talking with Lorraine. A smile broke across my face every time she said, “There’s a lot of love out there.” Her voice radiated love and gratitude, and the joy was palpable. Thank you, Lorraine,…

As I signed up my youngest child for preschool recently, it occurred to me that I will have several mornings a week all to myself next year. I have longed for this moment for eight years. This moment when I can just exist as a whole, independent human — untethered by the tiny, sticky fingers…

There’s a song I loved in middle school called “I’m In a Bad Mood” by Iwata Sayuri. I was particularly enamored with the last line, which is, translated from the original Japanese: “I’m going to find something that can’t exist without me and chase it.”

Sometimes I resent the fact that I don’t get to be the “novel” parent. The kids fight over spending time with my husband, Josh, versus being stuck with me. They don’t even give me the courtesy of hiding their disappointment in these situations either.

No matter how crazy life — or the regular news — gets, this column and these stories of kindness from readers are always a bright spot. I enjoy every story that comes through my “Buzzing Love” mailbox, but some — like the one below about the ‘S’ hook necklace — especially stay with me. Becau…