Week One Quarantine

My emotions are a paradox. I have this deep sense of gratitude and sadness at the same time. My days have changed tremendously in the past week. I went from a routine of teaching middle school kids about Language Arts and looking forward to spring break to homeschooling an 8th grader and a kindergartener, while making... Continue Reading →

A Girl on Schindler’s List

Abby Rose's Reviews > My Survival: A Girl on Schindler's List My Survival: A Girl on Schindler's List by Rena Finder, Joshua M. Greene (Goodreads Author) Abby Rose's review Feb 23, 2020  ·  edit This is a perfect memoir to introduce upper elementary students to the history of The Holocaust. Rena's voice captured my heart through her honest account... Continue Reading →

Dad’s Chicken Soup with Kluskis

It's that time of year where everyone wants to make a change. We want to eat better, exercise, achieve our goals, and so on. We have been running on pure chaos since the holidays started, and now we are trying to get back into a groove. I like to start slow with getting myself together.... Continue Reading →

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... Continue Reading →

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 →

The Matriarch

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 →

Mom Life

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 →

A Shift in Hope

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

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 →

A Boy without a Grandpa

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 →

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