Lucky Number 13... 2013

I have high hopes for this year: new home, new jobs, new schools, new friends. The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades. At least that's what I'm hoping. 2012 was one of the hardest years of my life with financial struggles, the closing of our business, and the picking up and moving 1,000 from home. While I still mourn the life I left behind (mostly friends I desperately miss every day), with the beginning of a New Year, I ...more

Eye of the Tiger And All That... Sort Of

I always said the only way that I would be a runner is if someone was chasing me. Even then, I'm not sure that I wouldn't just rather have them catch me than actually run. But this year something changed. I'm not exactly sure what it was, but since I hate running so much I decided that I wanted to conquer it. In my mind I felt like because I dreaded the idea of it so much that it had ...more

Four Most Dreaded Words

The four most dreaded ...more

Ear Piercing?

"Mom, can I get my ear pierced?" That's a question every parent hears one time or another... from her daughters. I was getting it from my 10-year-old and 8-year-old sons ....more

Book Review: Daring Greatly

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” ...more

Running: It Really is Mind Over Matter

I have always thought that running was something you did only when a zombie or axe murderer was chasing you. Even then, getting caught might be better than the actual running, at least in my mind. The only time in my life that I had ever done any running other than in sports was in high school when they made me run for a grade ....more

The Unexpected

It's been awhile since I have put fingers to keyboard with the purpose of writing in my blog. This was not because I didn't have anything to say; on the contrary, I have felt like I have had too much to say, so much churning in my brain. Over the past two months, my life took an unexpected turn and while processing these things, I felt like I couldn't write about them, at least not with any coherency ....more