You are Not Allowed to Pity Me and I’ve Always Got This
In the end, we have to make it Okay somehow to ask for support. Ask for anyone to do anything for us because we ask too much of ourselves.
These Last Languorous Days of Summer
I love these last languorous days of Summer especially when the weather breaks as it’s done this week. From stifling to refreshing, we crammed a quick beach trip in. Luxuriously sleeping until 9am. Not Mark but me and the kids. The cicadas are winding their cacophony down giving over to the subtle whispers of the…
There’s No Place Like Home After Vacation
I have a love/hate relationship with vacations. While my husband has fabulous memories of singing Kumbaya around beach campfires with numerous cousins, I have one memory of my family camping and there was yelling involved. My childhood vacations meant sleeping on uncomfortable beds at relative’s houses so the parents could get a break from parenting….
My Quiet Revolution of Care: Reshaping Humanity from My Home
As a woman, there are many unspoken jobs that I perform. I manage our family life’s seasonal rhythms and set the stage, tone, and table for celebrations and vacations. I am the listener, teacher, and translator as each family member needs a differential learning approach. I need to understand how to communicate with each in…
Holding Space for My Future Decisions in My Busy Now
There are numerous happenings occurring in my world now. My 5th grader is finishing up public “grade school” and will be attending a new private school next year. We are doing all the year ending ceremonies plus there are many Mommy to-dos with this academic move. We need new school costumes, a new computer, and…
My Return to Ireland
It was 1999 and we were in love. He said, yeah, my treat from my tax return, lets got to Kim’s wedding in Oxford, England and then travel for a week in Ireland. I said OK. And off we went for a whirlwind 10-day UK trip during which I knew I could probably marry him….
Redefining Success, Again
I’m 11 years into blogging and l have yet to feel like I have done this blogging thing right. What’s Right though? Right would have been promoting myself to get read by more people. I avoid asking. Right would have been to not only talk about writing submissions but to have done them. And where’s…
Making Room in My Life for Me
I have been emerging back into my life as I fight to be needed less by others. I fight more to show up for myself where I am needed which currently involves time in my craftroom. The craftroom being an analogy for my creative life. I believe this withdrawal into myself is the product of…
I Wish
We had brownies with candles. And we blew them out altogether. A ritual we’ve kept on New Year’s Eve for the past several years. Except our family was separated this year. So, we got to it several days later… This year hasn’t begun as smoothly as I hoped for. I wish… That the time I…
I Want My Life Back
I was walking through the house doing some catch up chores like spot cleaning rugs and cleaning cupboard doors and suddenly I blurted out, “I want my life back”. Because for the last almost two months, my time and efforts have been usurped by the chaos of my mother’s crumbling life. I tried in vain…
