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Sorry is a word. Sorry can go from a word to a feeling. Sorry can go from a feeling to a behavior. It’s that action, in the behavior step, that separates the phony from the authentic. Sometimes we say we’re sorry when we don’t really feel it or before we feel it. Sorry is not…
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No excuses. My commitment to myself for 2019 is that I am done with excuses. Done with making excuses. Done with allowing excuses from others. One of the things I’ve realized about myself this past year is that I am an enabler. I am capable of juggling a lot and organizing a lot and being…
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Twas the night before the night before Christmas, and my children were nestled all snug in my bed while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads. Well not sugar plums, likely Skittles. And not beds, but bed. But you get the idea. Two nights ago I was in the middle of my giant king-sized…
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Our family lit the advent candles at church this morning, and in a perfect representation of our life right now, the whole thing was a little messy. Perhaps the most funny thing is that I couldn’t even operate the lighter – the culmination of a week of messiness. A week of frustrating Christmas picture attempts,…
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I have a favorite bakery. That bakery isn’t my favorite just because of the awesome pastries and donuts and petit fours, it’s also my favorite because of the group of women that work there. I often see them on my way to work when I stop in to get a bagel, and we chit chat…
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One of my favorite things about my house is the big perfectly full tree in my front yard. I know it sounds odd, especially coming from someone who is allergic to most outside things, but I am attached to my tree. She is simply beautiful and she makes me smile every time I look at…
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The bravest people I know are children surviving the behavior of selfish adults. The bravest people I know are children who try to offer forgiveness in scenarios where “adults” like me simply cannot. The bravest people I know are children who admit they are afraid and ask for help. The bravest people I know are…
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I hate messes. I avoid them if at all possible. I like to walk on the beach, but I have a process for doing so because I don’t like wet sand that gets on clothes and between toes and then into a car that then needs to be vacuumed. I am not a great cook,…
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Remember that show in the 1980s called Life Goes On? Patti Lupone was the Mom, a young Kelly Martin played her daughter and a young Chris Burke played her son Corky (the first actor with Down Syndrome that I remember being on TV). The intro to that show was a little jingle that went something…
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Yesterday, I signed the name Beth Ranee Dembitz for the last time. And I had this crazy thought that the person with that name is a stranger to me. I am no longer her. She is no longer me. I’ve spent a lot of time in the last year thinking about the fact that the…
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