
Boy curled in my arms, Dad and girl doing puzzles; This, our happy life.
Tonight, the snow is falling steadily. I have not changed out of my sweats all day; A ratty old hoody from a ratty old boyfriend that says "University of Southern California" and ankle length pants from Gap Kids. I have experienced a range of emotions today (highlights included: Paul and Gary finishing their painting work in our ...
Today was a day of challenges; I don't say that word in a heavy, baggage-laden way, implying negativity. Some things were hard (not fun), but 0ther things were challenging in a good way. Instead of going through each and every one of my hurdles, naming the ones that I cleared and the ones that I knocked over, I ...
My daughter is quite the crafty one. She is smart and creative. She can use her precociousness and persuasiveness simultaneously and deliberately, so this girl rarely hears "no" from people other than her primary caregivers and authority figures (really, just her parents and teachers). Which means that I had to get really clever, myself. My daughter, the ...
I am a Jewish girl who loves Christmas. I don't think I am particularly unique. I do not have a tree in my house, nor do we celebrate in any religious way. My child attends a Jewish preschool at a Synagogue. But Christmas is just the best. It's CHRISTMAS! I have gotten to experience true Christmas twice in my life: The ...
So, this is a tough week. I knew it would be, and it did not disappoint. I was haunted by ghosts, plagued by nightmares, and sometimes, I felt like I was drowning. It is hard for me to admit that in actual words, by the way--to confess that I feel weak and helpless and most ...
Music is such a big part of my being. Last night, my new band had it's first big gig. Two guitarists, a bassist, a drummer, and a microphone for me to sing into. It was exhilarating. I got to dance in wedge heels and belt out tunes from John Pryne and Led Zeppelin and Sublime and be awed, ...
Just now, as I walked up the stairs, worn down beyond belief, and collapsed onto my bed with a huge sigh, my daughter followed me, climbed up next to me, and said, "Sometimes you just have a bad day. Sometimes things are hard. But they get easier." And then, I thought, "She is more mature than most of ...
Tonight, as I toweled myself off after my shower, this old post popped into my head. As I looked in the mirror I saw tired eyes, hair that has not been washed since Monday morning (which is a new record, even for me. And no, Twin, it doesn't even look dirty) and I thought to myself, threadbare. The real ...
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