For no matter what you face, there is always enough grace to give thanks.
For sometimes the greatest power of the voice we have is when we choose not to speak.
“I think it was all an illusion, or simply just a delusion-this idea that I was ever in control in the first place.”
“And just maybe learning to let them soar doesn’t mean you have to land.”
I keep having the same conversations lately and most of them seem to be in my head. My husband and I recently embarked on a summer sabbatical and it has messed up my Type-A routine that I love. I know some of you are thinking: “Quit complaining!” Hear me out. I’m very grateful for this time… Continue reading What’s Living in Your Head? Learning to Free Up Mental Space
I just spent the last hour teaching my youngest daughter, Mikayla, to bake cookies. I confess I do everything much later with my fourth child. She’ll be lucky to tie her shoes by the time she graduates. Today, however, I found myself not just moving slow, but also grumpy during the process. I’m pretty sure… Continue reading The Emptying Nest: Living Forward When the Heart Keeps Going Back
In honor of Mother’s Day, I’ve invited my daughter, Madison, to guest blog this week. I gave her the simple task of sharing what the world would be like without moms . Too often, we wait until after mom is gone or far away to realize the power and gift of her presence. It is Mother’s Day weekend and… Continue reading O Mother, Where Art Thou?
Looking back at my younger self at times makes me smile; other times, I cringe. I grew up in the eighties with big hair, big dreams, and big ideas about how the world worked. When I look into those eyes from the eighties, I see one who was very clueless and too often didn’t know it.… Continue reading Mom’s Life Lesson: “Never Say Never”
Last week, Kim Kardashian made the news…again. I confess that I usually just ignore any and all news surrounding the Kardashian family. In fact, I had to Google their name to make sure I spelled it correctly. Apparently, she and another woman (who I didn’t bother to Google) decided they would post pictures of themselves on… Continue reading Beyond the Body: The Real Wonder of Womanhood
“How old are you again, Mom? 44, 42, 46…?” She was always someone different, not the face I see daily in the mirror. It feels very surreal to speak it, let alone put it in writing: I am a middle-aged woman. I only answer so they stop before they insult me. “I am almost 47.”… Continue reading Secrets of Those Middle-Age Moments That No One is Telling You