You can’t be a mom
As I walk to my seat in my freshman Intro to English class, I feel this guy looking at me. I glance his way, and he is just smiling and kind of trying to make eye contact. I can tell that he is thinking of something to say. This should feel exciting. It is college.…
It’s Not Personal
“The way people treat you is usually about them not you.” In “Buy Yourself the F*cking Lilies,” Schuster writes, “I knew I couldn’t control how other people treated me, but I could decide what I would accept” (216). This quote resided with me because, while I feel comfortable having acquaintances, I find myself struggling with…
Who Are Your People?
Do you feel accepted and liked? Geez, that’s a tough question! I don’t know, sometimes? I guess it depends on who I am around. I have some awesome people in my life who include me in their plans, and I hope that means they like me. I am so grateful for that, considering that I…
The Parts of Motherhood We Don’t Post
We all have it. There is no escaping it. Mom’s have dreams and aspirations that are put on the back burner because raising children is all consuming. It is especially rough to live in an era where social media is the ultimate bragging playground. The mom guilt really sinks in when we scroll through Instagram…
Yeah, but She Doesn’t Work…
I have heard that so many times when talking to other moms about how I don’t feel like I am living up to my motherly duties. There is a divide between the working moms and the stay-at-home moms; who has it harder? Hands down, the stay-at-home mom. Not to sound like I hate being a…
Lesson 1…Truth is Subjective
It is impossible to tell the truth from a lie when dealing with an addict. I don’t even know when the addiction really even started. As early as I can remember, my dad always had a beer in his hand, but that was just normal to me. Everyone drinks beer, right? A thirty pack…
Are You Wearing a One-Piece?
My husband recently turned 40, and we were fortunate enough to take a trip to Jamaica. I had been envisioning this vacation for months and had packed way too many swimsuits and outfits that I would never wear at home. Who doesn’t do that for vacay? That’s what’s so awesome about getting away. I had…
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