Dear sisters (and misters… this has been the request),
I want to write to those of you who are tired- tired of being brave or strong or carrying on, and to those who have a friend in this place.
Yes, in fact, I write particularly to you… you who are seeing this from the outside. Continue reading
I rarely post pictures, but I had to because this captures us, my little team. Silly. Goofy. I love that about them. They keep me young.
And while they are growing up, today… today it was mine turn. Continue reading
I love letters. I love to write to others. I love to write to myself. I know, sound odd, but I do. I seem to hear more clearly when I read letters.
So here is my first.
A Letter to one who is grieving separation or divorce
Dear friend, Continue reading
You know how you feel something just start welling up inside of you and even when you try to push it aside, it just keeps coming back, like that nagging person that won’t leave you alone.
Well, that’s what’s been happening lately.
I have been feeling this push inside of me, like I need to start writing a few posts on how divorce has impacted life- my kids- my parents- my family- my heart.
Divorce. Continue reading
I’ve decided that some of my most restful and reflective times are in the pockets. You know, the pockets of time in between work and kids and errands, those little moments between life.
They are the 10 minutes we wait in the drive-through line, picking our kids from school. The 5 minutes we are told it will take for a hot cheese pizza to finish baking. The brief moments in the car or walking from our desk to the bathroom or standing idly in line at Starbucks. Continue reading
50 Posts… I never thought I would write fifty. Heck, I never thought I would write more than ten. I guess I had a lot to say… I still have a lot.
I will be honest. I never realized how healing it would be to open myself up to well, like everyone. Continue reading