In the show (where show = Listen to Your Mother)

“Oh I thought of something else!” she said as I reached above her head to turn off the light on her bedside table. We had just finished saying her prayers and, as always, she had struggled to find things in her day to be thankful for. I make her reflect on her day every night but gratitude is a muscle that takes time to grow ....more

Lose the Cape

Here comes a very honest truth: I haven’t cleaned my house, like really cleaned, with the big vacuum and sponges and cleaning products, in weeks. I’ve spot cleaned, wandering around with the dust buster in hand, zapping up piles of crumbs underneath where the kids eat breakfast. But it’s been weeks since I’ve really gotten down and dirty ....more

Sharing words

I’d forgotten what this feels like. I’d sort of forgotten that it can happen. I’ve done a lot of writing this year but, for a few reasons, I have not done quite as much publishing in recent months ....more

Yesterday was busy

Yesterday was busy. Yesterday has been busy for quite some time now....more

Live, Love, Support

Live In a house asleep, I read. Real pages between my fingertips. Words but no pictures ....more

Wonderful

We have these wonderful moments. Days, in fact. We click ....more

Growing Together: She Taught Me Stillness

Many of the place I turn online, to read and connect, and therefore many of my friends online, usher in a sense of calm with their words. My life is so loud sometimes when all I really want is to be quiet and still. So I turn to people whose words and style and tone have a peacefulness to them ....more

Vignettes of a wiggle

“My tooth hurts.” Her aches and pains are varied and frequent these days. I’ve fallen into the trap of treating them all like requests for attention and, lately, I’ve ignored more than I’ve indulged. Motherhood has been too many simultaneous inputs for some time now ....more

103 minutes

It’s been 55 minutes. 55 minutes since I handed over the children and the trajectory of the 3485th snow day this season to my husband. I handed him the baby monitor that was silent only because I had the thing turned all the way down but the stupid little light bar was a constant shade of toddler-is-screaming-red ....more

Things I have lost

Socks (see also: gloves, hats, hair bows, etc.) Keys Sanity 2 of 4 wheels that belong to the model car we bought at the beach three years ago The backs to my diamond earrings My motivation My sense of self, separate from my sense of motherhood Lazy Sunday mornings with coffee and the paper The ability to watch a Subaru commercial without tearing up Patience Opportunities Naiveté – though admittedly not as much as I should have by the age of 34 The idealism of youth – though admittedly not as much as I should have by the age of 34 Grandparents Friends Boyfriends The feeling that I am invincible that led me to wild adventures like canyoning and rock climbing and roller coasters that flip you upside down A head of hair that is free of stray grays Breastmilk My nearly complete autobiography that was due as a school assignment at the end of my junior year in high school The ability to stay up late with my head bent over my work Bitterness towards friends and family Faith in organized religion and/or the belief that there is only one answer to the question of why we are here or only one identity for a higher power The ability to pray Routines that brought comfort and joy A taste for soda An abhorrence of fast food Admirers And, also, haters Cares about what other people think of me And, also, the ability to disregard others’ opinions The belief that I know how to do good in the world A sense of adventure that trumps the comfortable and known Tethers to people who saw me through my childhood Money Moments with my children The unique feeling of being a newlywed The pin I was supposed to wear everyday while pledging the business fraternity my junior year of college The courage to be vulnerable, honest, to put myself out there, to achieve the goals I’ve set for myself Days Sleep The slip of paper I need to retrieve my dry cleaning Track of time Memories Vacation days Respect Weight The ability to experience an unproductive moment without guilt or remorse The feeling that all will be ok The feeling that nothing will ever get better Fear of endings ~~~~~ Linking up with Lisa. The prompt I chose this week was Lost. Many of these, of course, I have since found ....more