My Kid Looks Young

William looks young for his age. Primarily because of his height.  And everywhere he goes, people make sure to tell him. Every new doctor. Every new teacher. Every new classmate. Man, I wish I was exaggerating. When I was a kid, I was very thin and very insecure about it. And everywhere I went, people … Continue reading My Kid Looks Young

The Person That I Want To Be

I feel like I'm still figuring out who I am. I believe that I am inherently a good person but sometimes (ok, lots of times), I get reminders that I'm still a work in progress. I'm also a person who is obsessed lately with buying positive message shirts like these. So back to the reminders … Continue reading The Person That I Want To Be

Sweet Mama’s Southern Home Cooking Made My Tummy Happy, A Review

Sweet Mama's opened on Cesery Boulevard, a few weeks ago and I couldn't wait to try it! After driving past it for days while taking the kids to school, my curiosity was definitely piqued. Thanks to the nextdoor app, I learned it was open. They don't have a website so I kind of felt like … Continue reading Sweet Mama’s Southern Home Cooking Made My Tummy Happy, A Review

My Son And His Room

As a mom, finding the balance between my expectations and what the kids can reasonably be expected to do is a constant struggle. Of course, this is not just a mom thing. It's a Dad thing or any kind of caregiver thing. Really, it's a thing for anyone who has to ever deal with other … Continue reading My Son And His Room

My Kids Are Miraculously Mine.

I saw this picture at the thrift store and I hesitated because, as I have mentioned before, I have read many posts about the "wrongness" of celebrating adoption. I have read about how it can be a tragedy for the biological connections. How adoption means loss because you're not where you were "supposed" to be. … Continue reading My Kids Are Miraculously Mine.

The Kindness Of Strangers

Ever since my mom died, I have been drawn to all things yellow. You see, my mom loved the color yellow. She didn't wear it much but she liked it around her. My childhood bedroom walls, trinkets, flowers, soap containers; all yellow. So now I'm drawn to yellow because it's a way to connect to … Continue reading The Kindness Of Strangers

The One Where I Start Again

So, it's a new year. The beauty of that is the opportunity to start over. You really can do that any time but the new year gives you the extra encouragement that you need to really do it. Theoretically. I had a goal near the end of last year to post once at least once … Continue reading The One Where I Start Again

My Mom’s Eulogy

It was before she had to wear the oxygen mask most of the time, it was when she could still communicate fairly easily. But, it was after we all realized that this was not going to end well. So she started to make requests and plans for the funeral service and the future, in general. … Continue reading My Mom’s Eulogy

Facing Life With Grief.

Last week, I stood outside the church. I stood there for several minutes, just willing myself to go in. I like my church. I like the people inside. But, I don't like going in anymore because it reminds me of my dad. It doesn't remind me of his smile, his super loud laugh or his … Continue reading Facing Life With Grief.

Stuck In The Anger Stage Of Grief

So my dad is dead and I'm in the anger stage of grief and those angry emotions are constantly boiling right under the surface of my emotional skin. A handful of weeks ago, I was preaching to the kids that it's important to remember not to let the little things get to us and remember what's … Continue reading Stuck In The Anger Stage Of Grief