Letting it go.

This was sent to me yesterday by a dear friend. I needed it. I then sent it to another dear friend. She needed it. Every day, we all carry things with us; hopes, fears, ideas, identities... Some of these things lift us up. Some of my labels I wear proudly: Wife, mother, friend, daughter, grand-daughter, teacher, twin, writer, confidant, ...

“MOMMY!”

my daughter exclaimed, after I picked her up from school, headed out to my favorite store. "I have a horrible story to tell you," she continued. "So many things are making me in a grumpy mood. My brother lied to me. He really DID spit up on my sock. And I went on the blog and they ...

Sometimes.

Sometimes, being a mommy gets overwhelming. Sometimes, I have moments of exasperation, like I shared earlier. But then sometimes, the baby goes to bed extra early, and my husband and I both get to do bedtime for the biggie, and I get to tell two bedtime stories: One made up about a place called Alasia, where Queen Elsa, ...