The Lullful Feeling of Being Between Zones
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The Lullful Feeling of Being Between Zones

Today’s story is that I feel Lullful. Between zones. Like that month-long week before you give birth to your baby when nothing’s happening yet and everyone stops calling because they must think they’re going to interrupt something. But it’s me that’s not calling me. I’m not thinking too deeply about much, I’m enjoying being and…

There’s No Place Like Home After Vacation
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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
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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…

Your Happiness is Yours to Make, Theirs is Theirs
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Your Happiness is Yours to Make, Theirs is Theirs

Going into the holiday season, I am acutely aware of what I ask myself to rise to. I host the Christmas festivities every year and there’s much to do in preparation. There are the decorations which are truly first and foremost for me. Every year, I battle myself for Christmas tree perfection. I created a…

I’m a Grilled Cheese Coach and a Re-potter of Plants
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I’m a Grilled Cheese Coach and a Re-potter of Plants

I embody many me’s on any given day. The person I chose to act on behalf of yesterday isn’t all the same as the one I will be working for today. Yesterday I was the grilled cheese coach and photographer for preteen girls who swear they don’t want to be teens. I was the re-potter…

I Wish
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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…