I believe that the ugly, nasty, terrible, sad and miserable stories are really the ones that win the day. The crap that shows that we can survive, and that drop the veil of separation, are what help and heal. The hard stories bridge the gap created by the boasts and brags.
I have a kid that is smart, creative and into everything. One day, not so long ago, he was busy creating something in his room. I love it when he gets into his creations. It gives me time to do my own thing and he often comes up with something awesome. So this day he… Continue reading The Kid and the Yoga Mat
We all say to ourselves "I should do something", "they should do this", or "we shouldn't have done that." But if we look at this truthfully, it doesn't matter if we should or shouldn't have done something, we did. (Look at us, doing things, or not) "Do or do not. There is no try." -… Continue reading Should-ing Yourself
As the smoke once again fills the air around my home I find myself being dragged back to an emotionally turbulent time. Close to two years ago the worst fire blew through my area of California, destroying homes and uprooting lives. That challenging time brought me to the best job I could ever ask for.… Continue reading Triggered
I am currently on hold with my cell phone company. My mood is fluxtuating between anger, frustration and the false calm I try to give myself when something is taking longer than it should. I'm guessing by the end of this I may feel that I blew the whole thing out of proportion and that… Continue reading On Hold