I DO know how to toilet train my son!

It only took one year of trying! Exactly one year ago, I published this post entitled "I do not know how to toilet train my son." I swear that I wrote a follow-up post to the original, but I cannot seem to find it. I did, however, write a more recent post involving my son and the toilet, but ...

It was amazing

"You never play outside with us like that, mama!" my daughter said, smiling.  "I know, love," I began. "I want to play outside with you..." She cut me off.  "No, mama. You did play outside with us today and it was the most fun day ever. It was amazing." *** I cannot even begin to count how many times I have written ...

Mug shot

This is a post about mugs. Yes, you read that correctly. More accurately, I guess, this is a story about mugs. I've recently published some heavy stuff on here, and though I always like to share the parts of life that are hardest (about "what hurts" as my main main Hemingway has advised)-- --and sometimes I simply post because I am fortunate ...

Oh Captain, My Captain

Originally published on August 12, 2014 *** I still remember the day in the fall of 2011. "YOU haven't seen Dead Poet's Society? YOU? It's like made for you!" My friend said to me as we watched our girls toddle around my living room. "It's all about poetry and literature and living deliberately. You must see it." You see, I ...

Home, again.

I am absolutely brimming with stories to tell; I have good stories, funny stories, warm stories, and a love story. But I haven't been able to write, because I have been too busy doing this thing called living. So, I decided that while I took the time to craft and publish these stories, today, I would republish the story that ...

Dear Diary, Saint Motel and rage no more.

I mentioned on Monday that this has been a really unusual time for my little family, filled with hills and valleys (I likened it to a mountain, before, but I will make it simple, tonight). I wrote about how on Sunday we did things like Build Bears, eat popovers and lose our son in the mall ...

I am not judgmental.

Gay Talese: "I see so many possibilities. I see things from so many conflicting point of views. I am not judgmental, which is one of the terrible things about me. I am not judgmental." Lea Thau: "This is the single thing that I love the most about your work, and this is what I try to ...

#teamMEA

This is a love letter to my team. Not my "outpatient team"; certainly not when I played Penn Valley Junior Girls Basketball and was on Miami; this is a love letter to #teamMEA. Dearest Loves, For someone who loves words, I am having trouble finding the right ones; this is the hardest love letter I have ever ...

Because I am very tired

I was going to make the title of this post "Guilt." but something about that felt vaguely familiar to me. So I did a quick search and exactly one month ago, on February 3, I wrote an entire post about guilt. At that point my guilt was centered around the pressure I was putting on ...

to believe

This has been a week filled with emotional highs and emotional lows; And it's funny, because some days that seemed really bad ended up turning out ok; Then, on other days that started out so joyful, storm clouds moved in and things fell apart. This week I learned that I was capable of strength that I did not ...