Everything in her life was out of a fairy tale. Her name. Her gifts. Her clothes. A good fairy tale where she mysteriously bypassed all hardships going straight to living the happily ever after piece. Or rather, pieces. She structured her days at college perfectly so that she […]
Despite the fact that I probably own close to 100 pairs of pants, I hate wearing pants. Nonetheless, that didn’t stop me from buying palazzo pants on Amazon Prime Day. I can’t let a good sale pass me by ever. I also bought dish scrubs, a water infuser […]
She knew this walk all too well. She knew where she would end up and how many steps it would take to be in the light. She didn’t love life. She didn’t hate it. There was just that. Amazing how life could be so mundane yet entrenched in […]
Children. So pure. So naive. So funny. My son cracks me up, warms my heart. And gives me hope. Everyday, he is everything to me. As an only child he is a bit of a chatter-box and knows he’s front and center in our lives. That’s ok. He […]
I remember many years and moons ago, there was great buzz about the closing credits of a movie. That movie, Ferris Buellers Day Off is now a classic. He did what movies are not supposed to do. It acknowledged the audience. It spoke directly to the audience. Ferris […]
They saw right through her Their look of shame was mortifying She wanted to runaway She felt dirty She felt quesy She felt devasted by herself Their eyes pierced her She knew that they knew She had no words She felt lonely She felt shame She felt […]
Dirty Worn out Broken Out of tune Standing still Swirling turmoil Splintered But yet not fallen Dusty Casted about Muted and unspoken Faded in a cacoon Hobbled Troubled Saddened Burdened A melody will rise A note will be voiced A sentiment […]
I am of the belief that when it is someone’s birthday, you have to also congratulate their mother. It is a belief I came to many, many years ago and it’s been ingrained into my DNA. My birthday is in grand part a celebration of my mother’s love […]
I have started making my son’s bed. Am I finally growing up? No. That’s my answer. But let’s rewind and take this from the beginning. I don’t make my bed. I just don’t care how rumpled a bed may be. Here is my thinking and philosophy […]
Sometimes you overhear your kids say the darndest things. Sometimes you overhear them say some really smart things. Sometimes you hear them say the sweetest things that stick in your heart and mind. My son does all of the above. Each day I am a bit stunned (although […]
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