Dear 20-Year-Old Self, First, I love you. I am proud of you. You are a good mom. No one really ever tells you that, but you need to hear it. I know that having a baby at 18 changed everything. You had to grow up fast, but you are going to be ok. My advice... Continue Reading →
A wave of sadness has come over me as Easter is approaching. I log onto Facebook, and a memory from 10 years ago pops up. I see a picture of my son on Easter, and think…so much has changed over the years. The picture is taken at house that is a distant memory of a... Continue Reading →
Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes all the same, source: https://www.lyricsondemand.com/tvthemes/weedslyrics.html Complacent-Predictable-Monotonous My day can be summed up into the lyrics of three songs. Let’s start with the opening lyrics from the Showtime Series, Weeds. In today’s world, we are still Keeping up with... Continue Reading →
Hope is a funny thing. We have it. We lose it. Then we find something to be hopeful for again. Sometimes it is what gets us through the week, the day, the hour. We have this desire that something will turn out the way we want it to, yet, at times, it doesn't turn out.... Continue Reading →
5 Years 260 Weeks 1,825 Days ______________________________________________________________ 5 Years of milestones 5 years of holidays 5 years of not hearing your voice 5 years of needing advice, but not being able to ask 5 years of missing your hugs 5 years of grieving 5 years of wondering why death is so permanent 5 years of... Continue Reading →
When I found out that I was having a baby boy, to be honest, I was a little disappointed. We have always had girls in our family, and we were used to baby dolls and barbies around the house, not footballs and action figures or (what my mom likes to call them) scary guys. We... Continue Reading →
A skeleton with skin draped over his bones stands before me almost unrecognizable, except for his kind, blue eyes begging for someone to show him mercy. The tattered flannel shirt swallows his once muscular body. He has created his own personal Hell and his demons have forced everyone away. He has hurt too many people,... Continue Reading →
Am I? I would love to work over the summer. The transition of working full-time to being a full-time stay at home mom is an emotional battle. If you think I’m lucky, let me describe a typical summer vacation day. First, 7:30 AM, my toddler rolls on top of me to tell me to... Continue Reading →
I don’t even know why I am so compelled to write my thoughts at this moment. I went to bed praying, woke up crying, and started praying again. What is happening in our country right now? Mass murder, cop killings, riots, looting, terrorism, hate, propaganda… The last person I thought about before falling asleep was... Continue Reading →
Being home for the summer has been a battle. I lost today! But everyone is happy! A post about a detailed day is coming soon. Don't judge me...I'm sure I'll feel mom guilt soon and make a real dinner. #truth #parenting
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