Tag: life real raw broken beautiful
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Hitting the Mute Button
I am my own worst critic. I know this about myself, and am constantly trying to quiet my inner critical voice. It’s a battle I have been waging with myself for as long as I can remember. Sometimes I’ll go long stretches keeping that inner critic completely silent. Other times, it feels like that inner…
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October 10th…World Mental Health Day…Also My Son’s Birthday Eve
On this day in 2005, I was 37 weeks pregnant. It was one of those 90+ degree October days we sometimes get in Southern California, and when I entered the doctor’s office for a routine weekly checkup I can remember the receptionist asking me if I had walked up the stairs because I was apparently…
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Guest Post – A Little Broken, by Owen
I am excited and proud to share this guest post written by my son. He used a writing assignment for his 6th grade English Language Arts class as an opportunity to be brave and share a piece of himself with his teacher and class. And he has agreed to let me share his words with…
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Hold My Hand
One day recently, I watched as a mother successfully completed the juggling act that is getting two children under 3 from the car, safely through a parking lot, and to the entrance of their destination. “Hold my hand,” she told them. Both kids were old enough to walk – one of them clearly would have…
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Precision of Language
99% of the time, the words you read here have been cycling through my head for days or weeks before they find their way through my fingers and onto the screen. Part of the reason for that is a time factor – I may have an idea I want to write about, but not have…
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Full Circle
This week, both of my kids are spending their mornings at cooking camp offered by a local cooking school. It’s actually the second time this summer that my daughter has been at the camp. She did a week early in the summer and loved it so much she asked to do another week. Toward the…
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Adventure Is Out There
Last week, my son went away to summer camp. At face value, there is nothing remarkable about that statement. He’s almost 12, headed to middle school, and was at camp with his Boy Scout troop. Going away to summer camp is a typical thing for an almost 12 year old Boy Scout. But this specific…
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On The Bookshelf – The Joy Plan by Kaia Roman
Joy is interesting. In my own life there have been times joy was plentiful and an easy state of being to achieve – and at other times something that has seemed elusive and lacking. Most recently, I have been in a season of life where joy seems to be elusive and lacking. Some of that can…
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Your Inner Superhero
It probably won’t come as a surprise that my favorite super hero growing up was Wonder Woman – both the Lynda Carter live action version and the Saturday morning cartoon version on The Super Friends. Wonder Woman was glamorous and smart and could more than hold her own among men. I can remember playing super…
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The View From Here..
School ended today at 12pm. By 12:20pm I had four extra kids in the house – two friends of my son and two friends of my daughter. They all came home from school with us and will all spend the night. It’s a huge “Welcome to Summer” celebration. Earlier today as I was leaving work…
We're All A Little Broken 