Feast or famine. We’re all getting along gloriously, or annoyed and arguing all day. We find three pairs of shoes we want, or zero pairs of shoes that will be the needed match. The kitchen is full of desserts and we overeat, or we hate everything we see in the pantry. Tough conversations also seem…
Supposedly, it happens to the best of us. The words that made us roll our eyes when we were 12 come out of us, directed at the next generation of children…who inwardly roll their eyes at us. You’re way too old for this I recently said. And almost immediately thought ugh, I hated hearing that.…
Of all the things about adulthood that I didn’t expect, susceptibility to Mom Guilt is probably the most surprising to me. Healthline defines Mom Guilt as the pervasive feeling of not doing enough as a parent, not doing things right, or making decisions that may “mess up” your kids in the long run. Urban Dictionary…
This week seems to be all about the moon. Full moon. Blood moon. Super flower moon. Moonbin rode a bike with training wheels (social media makes us dumber). And I even came back across the moon walk episode of The Crown. The moon can somehow be mysterious and comforting and ominous all in one week,…
Sometimes we don’t know what we don’t know or we don’t know what we’ve been missing, until we experience a thing and realize that’s what we’ve needed. For the first time in over a year, I went to church to worship in person this morning. I’ve been watching the service online each week and that’s…
I am overwhelmed. With the guilty verdicts for a murderer. With sadness for the family and friends of George Floyd. With happiness for the family and friends of George Floyd. With relief that the universe righted itself a bit today. With bitter sweetness. With these words of Longfellow, written during the Civil War as his…
Every Good Friday, and actually on all my dark days, my favorite words of Pope John Paul II always come to mind. Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song. More simply, sometimes our Sunday is just 48 hours away.
Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt. Men generally believe what they would like to be so. The second quarantine Ides of March. And perhaps the most appropriate Caesar quote for a time when Americans can’t agree on fact versus fiction or feelings in terms of votes, masks, vaccines, and just about everything. Mr. Martin…
It’s an absolutely gorgeous day, sitting in the 72 degree sunshine listening to Duran Duran while my Mom gets her second dose of the vaccine. Tomorrow is the anniversary of my last “normal” day - the girls went to school, I spent the morning in the office, then had lunch with friends on a similarly…
It’s been the longest winter ever. The winter of our discontent, you might say, even though I don’t have fond memories of that book. Months of cold and rainy weather. A crazy election. Half of America acting like we’re not in a pandemic and now half a million people in our country are gone. Steinbeck’s…
