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Continue reading →: Tweens and Sentimental MusingsMy son knows he is changing, but I don’t think he’s ready to let his childhood go. His body is changing faster than his mind, even if he is the most fascinating 11 year old I’ve ever known. He’s grown tall, and his limbs are heavy. There is a whisper…
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Continue reading →: To Live and Move and Have My BeingIt is hilarious to me that the last thing I wrote about was how I overwhelm myself with the amount of things I want to write about that I end up not writing anything at all, then wrote nothing again for two months after that. I highly suspect it’s because…
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Continue reading →: A Whole Lotta Things To SayI have a note in my Google Keep app that is filled with meandering thoughts. An idea that will move me but isn’t quite complete enough to be written about. I have blog titles, the title of my future memoir, thoughts about current events, thoughts about urgent issues, thoughts about…
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Continue reading →: In Defense of EnthusiasmThere is a character from a Sweet Valley High book that I have thought about repeatedly over the years. It was one of the “newer” editions (quotations because I was in high school when I read this), and the character —whose name I cannot recall— was the popular girls’ Hate…
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Continue reading →: Little Girl, Big FeelingsI am adamant about allowing my kids to feel their feelings. I want them to know that they can be upset, frustrated, angry even, and all of those feelings will be allowed. I’m sure this is coming from a place that needs healing for me; I didn’t have a lot…
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Continue reading →: God Is A Girl DadWhen we think about God, the first image that usually comes to mind is this larger-than-life being who looms over all things. The words often used to describe him sound so masculine: omnipotent, omniscient, the Alpha and the Omega, the great I Am. All of these names are true descriptions…
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Continue reading →: Do You Have Inexplicable Feelings Too?I have a little ball of chaos inside my heart. It’s constantly there, but it changes weight and size, depending on the day. Sometimes the chaos is controllable, and I can release it in a way that doesn’t knock anyone off their feet. There are some days when I feel…
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Continue reading →: From the Corner of My Eye, ExistenceI sat by the pool languidly, trying hard to concentrate on my book. This task was not easy to do while keeping an eye on my kids, who were frolicking in the water. A few trees gave me cover, their leafy shadows a respite from the sun that beat down…
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Continue reading →: On the PrecipiceWhen my son was around 3 years old, we went to an arcade at the mall that had a ride that was big enough for the two of us. It tilted back and forth, like a boat out on choppy waters. I have a video of us on that ride…

