And I mean that in the NICE way. Get your mind out of the gutter. I will be on a partial-week wri-atus. I am healthy and well, so please do not worry. I am just not able to write for a few days. While I'm gone, please hold down the fort here; search for some funny terms ...
Grateful.
This morning my heart is overflowing. I don't know how to begin. Last night, my husband and I hosted a political fundraiser for a friend who is running for State Representative in the area. It was our first time hosting such an event, and it was incredibly special. It was also the debut of...wait for it...my new band. ...
Our Family: A Mother’s Day Story
This morning, early, before the sun had even made it's way up into the sky, my daughter ran in to my room, excited, with this is her arms: "Mommy! Mommy! I have something for you!" And you know how I feel about love notes; this one may reign supreme. The story of us, and how we had evolved (at ...
So…
I am seeing this guy tonight. And would you like to know my reaction? Dance with me? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-id6m_MheU I wanna strum upon your strings and make you cry love, cry out loving. YESSSSSSSSSS!
One year ago, today.
March Second. It was a very cold, Saturday morning. I was home alone with my daughter, as my husband was out at a boy brunch to celebrate our dear family friend's birthday. (As a side note, this group of guys, which includes my dad, husband, brousins, family friend and his sons, is called the E Street Supper ...
I like it.
Tonight, I a friend shared this on my Facebook. And I like it (and her) a whole darn lot.
Today I realize
that I could use a bit of strength. So I am arming myself accordingly.
Show a Little Faith…
I woke up singing this song. I think my strength symbols are reminding me during this big, emotional week. Give it a listen. Hopefully it is a peaceful way for you to start your day. With strength, Love, Becca (and Superman) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HHsJVYXXHbA
Living.
This week has been something else. After Monday's post and my revelation about Postpartum depression, and the incredible, humbling, astounding outpouring of support, I'm a bit overwhelmed, to say the least. And then my mom just came over. And gave me this card. And reminded me of something so important. Why I'm here.
My Daughter.
This morning, as I watched my daughter dance on her big bed, swathed in velvet and adorned in a jeweled headband, I was brought back to a time when I wrote about her as my daughter and could not fathom loving her any more. Now there is so much more to love; now she tells me ...
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