Beware Sanctimony, Condescension and Eye-Rolling

Anytime you catch yourself making sad, sighing or disparaging remarks about “them” or “those people” or “kids today…” you are putting yourself in the perilous position of believing you know better.Which you don’t.Even if you clearly DO – you still don’t. Because we can’t get inside people’s minds, we don’t really know what’s best for other people (we’re not even that accurate about predicting what is best for ourselves) and most of all: have you noticed that your disapproval has absolutely ZERO effect?...more

New Year, Same Me

Last year was my year of grand planning and exciting adventures. I was all ready to set goals and accomplish them only to be foiled by a surprise pregnancy one month in. That was pretty discouraging.This year, there will be no "New Year's Resolutions."...more

Prayer for 2015

Dear God, I thank you for this day in Portland, Oregon. The sky is clear, the sun reflects outside my window on the house across the street. It's crisp and beautiful. I thank you for the comfort of my home....more

Can Women Have it All?

Can women have it all?I have 4 sons ages 19, 16, 13, and 9, a small business, and I'm in nursing school full time.  I feel so fortunate every day that these are the challenges that I get to face and that I have the health, energy, and stamina to do the things I love.  ...more

You Can't Spell Families Without Lies - How Holidays Suck For Dysfunctional Families

From Thanksgiving to Christmas, there is one big, universal push to celebrate, celebrate, celebrate. Buy, buy, buy. Party, party, party. The cute Christmas cards come streaming through the mailbox every day, the school events, recitals, and class party emails start flooding your inbox, and everyone asks about your holiday plans.What are you doing for Christmas? Are you traveling? Are your parents visiting? Are you having company?...more

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and our Military

Supporting veterans has been an integral part of my becoming a social worker and continuing a higher education to provide therapy.  I wanted to become a counselor to work in the field of drug and alcohol addiction. That changed when my boyfriend and I began living together, eventually having our first child and then getting married. We had made a commitment to each other the moment we moved in; we moved in together because we knew this is it! We are committed and there is no going back. We had our son and life felt complete....more

Honor Your Personal History

We all know about the public milestones:The weddings,the birth dates,the bar mitzvahs and the first kisses.But think for a moment about the private anniversaries of your heart:...more

How I'm Recovering From The Death of My Son

I lost my son, Gus, to SIDS 7 and a half years ago. It is by far the hardest trial I've ever faced in my life. And recovering from his loss has been a real challenge and one I feel will be ongoing throughout my life. I've been doing a lot of thinking recently about what it was that helped me crawl out of the deepest hole of grief that has ever consumed me and how I became, once again, a functioning human being. This is what I've come up with: ...more

Bill Cosby's Wife Sez

Or, why we all, especially women, need to know the convict part of ourselves. Remember the Penn State/Jerry Sandusky scandal of last year? How easily we forget such things after they move off center stage for the media. But a whole lot of people, the victims, their family and friends, the student body, the administrators and last but not least, the Penn State Board of Trustees, won’t ever forget....more

A Girl's Weekend Doesn't Have to Be Fancy to be Memorable

We had a million reasons why it wouldn’t work. Valid reasons: small children to attend to, small businesses to run, small budgets to take into consideration. And then one of us was diagnosed with breast cancer and suddenly we knew that it had to work, somehow. Even if it was just a forty-eight-hour getaway. Even if it wasn’t on a beach or to some culinary mecca. Because none of that mattered in the end. Just being together, all five of us, converging in the Midwest on a cold and dreary weekend in December – that’s what mattered....more