A poem about sleep or lack there of.
I wish you could see you. The person you really are, not the person you think you should be. I wish you could see what other people see and not the harsh judgement you give yourself. I wish you could go back in time and see with the eyes of the child that you once… Continue reading I Wish You Could See You
I have a pretty great life, but it doesn't mean that I don't run into people that bug the shit out of me. Hell, I'm related to a number of people that drive me nuts, and I still love them. I live in this world and people tend to be a common occurrence when traveling… Continue reading Dealing With Other People’s Sh**
I was talking to a friend the other day about different parenting techniques. What struck me as awesome was that her mom once put herself in a timeout after a harsh conflict with her brother. Genius. My thought is that maybe there is something to this parental timeout that deserves some further investigating. It probably… Continue reading Grown-up Timeout
It was a dark and stormy night. No, really. It was dark because it was two in the morning and it was raining and windy. This is really how my story starts. So.. It was dark and stormy night and doors were banging in the wind, causing much sleep struggle in this parent's world. See,… Continue reading Do Something