Years ago, there was one day where I lost it at work. So much was happening I didn’t agree with (if you’ve ever been an educator, you can relate) and I went to my coworker’s and friend’s office. Since I went to this high school as a teenager, this coworker has also become a second…
Category: Blessed
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…
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…
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…
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 proud of you.” Four simple words that pack a powerful punch. We grew up yearning for these words and when we received them, from a parent, teacher, mentor, our world felt bigger, we felt we had a place, we felt validated. Something happens as we become adults. We hear those words less often and…
I’m not going to lie, my New Year’s vision setting is often as bad as my eye vision (legally blind). Like so many, I set goals for the new year (some maybe too lofty) and life gets in the way. As I write this, I’m finding myself the same weight I was one year ago…
Nine years of “in the trenches” parenting will cause you to do a lot of reflecting. Some of my biggest “ah ha” moments are when I realize the sacrifices my mom made for us. So here it is, I’m sorry mom… I’m sorry, Mom that the doctor made you wake me up every couple of…