Several years ago, on this Valentine’s week at the mom’s group that I attended, one of the mothers stood up and reminded us all to dig deep and try, as the day came near, to remember not to set our expectations too high. To not focus on the...
Last week both of my middle schoolers came down with the flu. For a solid week they ran fevers, and did nothing more than watch TV and use even more cups than usual. On Tuesday when my husband announced from the bed that he felt like he was coming...
I told my kids we were going on a walk in the woods this weekend. In my mind I saw them lit perfectly by the golden hour, set free with smiles way up ahead on a gently winding trail. I pictured them bent over, sweetly smiling at bugs crawling on...
I stood in the check-out line three people deep. Only one checker again. The line behind me was growing, and the woman in front of me looked backwards and sighed as the woman at the register still stayed questioning something on her receipt. You...
Well, I made it. Night one of back-to-school after the holidays, and I can’t say I’m coming in hot. Christmas comes to lull you with its soft twinkle lights and never-before smelled scents such as “marshmallowcane birch;” (Does the candle smell like...
So, here we are. A brand new year. A brand new decade. In the interest of attempting a fresh start like one is pressured to do, I even put on perfume today, which is when my 11 year old, Tessa, walked in mid-spray and stood there looking confused...
My most together friend messaged this morning saying she was going to stop by with a gift for me. The friend with the always smooth hair. The friend with the always clean car. The friend I cannot imagine ever has any issues with eating while wearing...
The family wanted ice cream, so my daughter Tessa and I walked into the store to choose some. That’s when I noticed him – A homeless man huddled under a sleeping bag up against the front of the store. Hair uncombed. Face dirty and drawn...
From the very first day they went to Jr. High I knew it was coming. The Embarrassment. Classic partner to every pre-teen. I know that this stage is a rite of passage, and I have tried every day not to take it too hard as my girls have walked way in...
We decorated our tree tonight. My order-loving husband hid his eyes in the kitchen and busied himself with sanitizing the already clean counter tops as to avoid watching the kids put 70 ornaments in the same one foot square again. Watching them like...