Working Mother: Week After Week

Recently I wrote a sentimental mother’s Instagram caption: “Work is a blessing but I miss Jake and the munchkins… morning kisses goodbye are both difficult and cherished. We do family things during the week like board games and snuggling with movies, however, weekdays I’m exhausted and cranky after 70 minutes of daily commute M-F/9-5. There’s…

Serendipitous surrender.

You’ll never get to love the life you lead if your compass needs calibration. Moving to Michigan in April of 2015 came with it’s challenges and overwhelming weariness.  By the first year’s end I became inure to a slower pace life. It wasn’t until June of 2016 during a Sunday service that things changed. “Things changed” isn’t the appropriate…

FIVE YEAR BLOG-IVERSARY

It’s wild to think that a journal blog started as a dalliance on an airplane to NYC in August of 2011 grew into something lush and insatiable. “The Blog” was in kind my first baby, something I’ve nurtured, sustained, and zealously protected. From Orange County CA, across to New York City, down to Virginia, across the…

We all have secrets.

Well hey there eight months, you sure whizzed by. Our lives have basically been one of those 4x speed videos, so here’s an instant replay of what’s been going on since the last post… In March I delivered our second son into a world of chaos where all of the following are now normal: “affordable healthcare”, legalized marijuana, ongoing middle eastern upheaval with the…

Marriage.

The purpose of marriage is to share a lifetime with one person through unadulterated love, mutual respect, paying attention to the small matters with the same focus and intent as the big events, and never forgetting to pursue your spouse. 2/15/15 With Valentines weekend wrapping up love is everywhere. Today I was witness to a marriage…

A good morning.

This life is everything we were destined for. Although that may be hard to read for people in times of struggle and pain, my family included, it is truth. We were never meant for perfection. The Lord is the only keeper of that trait. Yes, we were made in his image but we were also…

A love note to Sylvia Plath

I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still. –Sylvia Plath Spot on Mrs. Plath. Her confessionalism style of writing is something I often attempt to mimic because of it’s raw no-nonsense manner. I am a chatterbox by nature. Often words escape me before common sense, social etiquette or…

Good Hallowe’en intensions.

While trying to find the original purpose of Hallowe’en I came across hopeful information. All Hallow’s Eve was traditionally celebrated by Christians who believed that on the 31st of October the veil between the material world and the afterlife is thinned. In order to prevent their recognition by a soul, people would don masks or costumes to spook away evil or…