election night.

  Elections have always been very important to me. They were important to me when I was in elementary school and the older kids staged a mock Presidential race. (Oh, and in case you were wondering, the cute, older boy who played Bill Clinton? Yeah, that would be my husband. ) They were important to me in middle school, ...

13 Reasons Why

Almost exactly one year ago (literally - it was May 24, 2017) I published a hard, raw, potentially controversial post entitled, I am a 32-year-old Mom and Here are the Thirteen Reasons Why I Can Relate to Hannah Baker. I had finished watching the Netflix series for the second time (Ok..maybe it was the third...or fourth?) and felt so, ...

Stop

So, a girl walked into a bar... Just kidding. Well, I am not kidding, but, I'll get back to that. *** I just had a first.  For the first time since I started this blog, which was approximately 2,745 days ago, I stopped, mid-post, and said, to myself, "What are you doing? Why are you writing about this? This is not giving you ...

Varsity

Dear World, Today is Election Day. (Go vote! Even if your kids are off of school, I urge you to vote! However, NOT THE POINT OF THIS POST!) I am writing to tell you that, before noon today, I earned a varsity letter on my mom jacket. Let's start at the beginning: This morning, I woke up before 7, which is unusual for ...

Me too

“Take a deep breath. Now exhale. Don’t forget to breathe,” I am telling myself. My heartrate, as of late, has been too fast, and so I am trying to use some of my calming tools. One of my kids is painting pottery at the kitchen table. The other is eating cold pizza and watching Peppa Pig. My husband is ...

I am proud

I am many things this morning. One is proud. That is not easy to write; in all honesty, I have almost chickened out of this post entirely a few times. But I am going to try. This is not a post about all of the things and people who are making me proud in my life right now. Let ...

Too much.

I have spent this week (among other things...) trying to think about how to phrase this post. I did not know whether to explain myself or to apologize or to complain or to express gratitude; what I decided to do was to keep it real and say that the reason why I have not written this week, ...

This door

This door. This door changed my life, 17 years ago. I saw it today, through new eyes. And those new eyes of mine? They welled up with tears. It's that whole grown up thing again. Or, more specifically it's the growing up thing. The fact is easier than the act. In any case, there is ...

Snapshot of a Day

Tuesday, November 4th. It is Election Day. It is my Poppy Don's 86th birthday. It is the date when my son was supposed to have his bris, had he not come 4 days before his scheduled C-Section. But this Tuesday is also an anniversary, and not a good one. A year ago on the Tuesday of this week I received ...