never enough

All the shine of a thousand spotlights All the stars we steal from the night sky Will never be enough Never be enough Towers of gold are still too little These hands could hold the world but it'll Never be enough Never be enough For me (- by Pasek and Paul, for "The Greatest Showman") Yesterday, I got to thinking (in therapy) about something really ...

a blogger?

Hello, my friends. How are you, on this fine day? Did you rest well? I sure hope so. Speaking of rest, I was thinking of you this morning, at 4:30, when I was roused from slumber and then could not manage to fall back to sleep. I tried all of my go-to tricks; the healthy ones, to start. ...

resolute

resolute (adjective): admirably purposeful, determined, and unwavering. *** It is hard to believe that 2018 is coming to an end, and that 2019 is nearly upon us. 2018 was a particularly transformative year in my life, and in the lives of those nearest and dearest to me. In many ways, it was spectacular. Publicly, there were measures of personal growth ...

“I need to access your heart.”

"Does that stethoscope really work?" he asked, his blue, marble-like eyes widening. "Of course! I am a real doctor," I said, straightening the lab coat I had gotten made for his Halloween birthday party. I'd had it embroidered with "Meredith Grey M.D. F.A.C.S." to wear along with my scrubs, messy bun, Grey + Sloan Memorial Hospital ID badge, and converse ...

It made my heart hurt.

Last Monday, when I picked my kids up from school, my son was brimming with excitement. "MOM," he said, breathlessly. "I had the BEST DAY. We went to the LIBRARY and I got to take out a BOOK for the WHOLE WEEK!" His excitement made me excited, and so that night the four of us cuddled up in his bed ...

Oh how things have changed.

I have had the pleasure of spending the past week at the beach with my babes. We have savored our time here. We have enjoyed new things in new ways. We have eaten ice cream for breakfast; we have had nightly talent shows; we have chased seagulls, caught clams, gone on rollercoasters and stayed in our ...

Not enough

The photo above was taken last month at Ludlow House, on the Lower East Side, for my sister's pub day party. It shows a little bit of sparkle. And makeup. And the cool updo. And glitter. Gotta get my glitter back.  *** I couldn’t have scripted this any better. This morning, I woke up and I lingered in ...

Mr. Dad

Dear Friends, Where do I begin? Often, it's something like, "Hi, I'm Becca? I'm fine, thank you! What do I do? Well, I'm an author. And a blogger. Except, I haven't really blogged..." (at least this is what I have been saying in my head.) I owe you so many things right now. Stories. Updates. Explanations. They're all coming. You ...

Is it dark in heaven?

This morning, after dropping my daughter off for her last day of second grade, my son and I were engaged in one of our typical drive-to-school chats. "Mommy, can you tell me a scary story? How about 'The Haunted Rock' or 'The Broken Elevator in the Toy Store,' can you tell me those scary stories, and make them ...

The Hardest Post

This post - titled, "The Hardest Post I've Ever Written," was originally published on here on February 24, 2014: on my son's four-month-birthday.  That means, of course, that this was written at exactly four months postpartum, for me. I am re-posting this, today, to give context to some of what is to come; some of what ...