A year ago, we had returned from Disney with family only for schools to shut down a few days later. We intentionally gathered some close friends and their kids at the local park and had our last get-together before we wouldn’t see each other for at least two weeks. Little did we know that two weeks…
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Yesterday marked 3 years since my Nana passed. I’m going to be sharing a blog post soon about her and I can’t help but share some of what I have written over the years both after we lost her and when we began losing her to dementia, and also what I learned from her. Most…
Losing weight in your late 30’s is no joke. Losing weight has become the bane of my existence. Growing up I was skinny and petite. While I’m sure a lot of it was high metabolism, I also spent the majority of my free time dancing, playing outside, walking, or riding my bike. Even through the…
Like many, I still remember 9.11.01. Every feeling, every moment. Probably better than the births of my children or my wedding day. The uncertainty, the fear, the void, the sadness, the anger we all felt brought us together. I was raised by a patriotic family. I knew the sacrifices of my grandfather, cousin, and stepfather…
Today was the day I broke. I’ve tried to reset my mindset through this whole quarantine, stay at home experience but today… well today nothing worked. The kids were awful. I’m talking temper tantrums, cuss words, holes in the walls, paint spilled, things broken…and that was just the kids. It was the worst behavior I’ve…
The new normal for most of us consists of a lot of stress and unknowns. We are lonely without our usual interaction, stressed about having our children ALL. DAY. EVERY. DAY. and many of us are trying to provide them with some learning. Trips to the grocery store are even more stressful. We are concerned…
Looking back I’ve probably had anxiety most of my life. I was very shy until high school and even then, pretty reserved. I’ve never felt comfortable in social situations and have always second-guessed my words and decisions. This has made for some emotional times. Roller coaster periods of depression and anxiety, and my behavior through…
So I’m sick. Trying not to admit it, but we are here. It’s Friday, we need food, of course hubby is on shift and the big kids will be home in 2 hours. I send a text of desperation to my friend, “man I really wish they delivered ice cream!” It hit me- why not…
Last night I made meatloaf. And yes, I’m writing a post about it. Here’s why- to me, meatloaf is home. The women in my family (with the exception of my aunt) aren’t exactly creative in the kitchen. I’m pretty sure the only dish my grandmother could make (and burn) was meatloaf. Thank goodness my mom…
I’m probably the last person you would imagine to be struggling with the death of Kobe today. Let alone the last person to write about it. Honestly, I’m surprised myself. So why is this white, rural living, mom so distraught? This will probably be a long one, but I hope you stick with me to…