Today is Picture Day. It will be my daughter's fourth picture day at her Pre-School and it is always an exciting day for the kids and their parents. In the past, we have always made sure to pick out special outfits with care. Last night, before bed, my daughter and I made a plan to pick out a ...
Morning glow by your light We can make the new day bright And the phantoms of the night Will fade into the past Morning glow is here At last. -Stephen Schwartz, Pippin
I wasn't going to write anything today; I am so exhausted that it I find it exhausting to type the word "exhausted". I have been fighting some major fatigue for the past two weeks and today was just a long day. By 4pm, I had face planted onto the bed in the guest room, as the kids ...
I am prepared. I am used to many of my posts being greeted with great warmth and empathy. "I feel exactly the same way!" I hear. But I don't think that this will be that kind of post; it is going to be a different post. An unpopular post. And that is OK. I am writing in support of the snow ...
The before 8am edition: My husband's early morning Facebook status update. This was when she crawled into our bed around 7am. Usually, one of us gets up and takes both kids downstairs, but this morning, for a change, we both woke up and brought the baby into bed and she followed. "Daddy, I had a dream and ...
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 ...
It is because of this group that I am now hiding under my comforter, 30 minutes before my alarm is set to go off (that is if my human alarm does not wake first), with the courage to write about today. My experience in September changed my life--my entire being--in many ways, both tangible and intangible, ...
This week started out a little rough. I was out of sorts, you could say. Perhaps it's the time of year, or something chemical, but I have found my anxiety to be at an unusually high level. For instance, on Monday, my husband left his phone in the car when he went up to his office. I ...
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered. "Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you. A. A. Milne.
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 ...
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