It’s a funny thing, nostalgia. Whether it’s rewatching Harriet the Spy, or finding your suede, sea-foam green converse shoes from when you were a kid (#style), certain things have the power of just bringing you back to moments in time and making them feel like just yesterday. That happened today. One of the things IContinue reading Renaissance of the Heart
When Love Hurts
There is a weariness of spirit, that I’m going to be honest, I wasn’t expecting to encounter. My mom always taught me, growing up, that if I ever wanted to get myself out of a funk, or feel better, that all I needed to do was to help or do something nice for another person.Continue reading When Love Hurts
In The Hot Seat
I’m living the life of one of those 60-year-old “ladies who lunch.” Seriously. All I need is a red hat, and false teeth and I’ll be ripe for initiation into bridge club. Or bunko. Juuuust kidding. But it’s true though. In addition to the speech therapy and one-on-one work, one of the things my momContinue reading In The Hot Seat
Late Bloomer
Well, Lord, I’ve gotta hand it to You: Well played, Sir. Well played. Sitting here in the Adoration Chapel with my mom, wracking my brain about how The F am I supposed to write a Valentine’s Day post as a hopelessly single gal, who has left all prospects of love back in NYC when I temporarily moved backContinue reading Late Bloomer
Better Tomorrow
Well here we are, Saturday night, 10:00pm, and I’m…in bed. People. I am turning into an old fogey. Seriously. Pretty soon I’m going to be eating tapioca and wearing Depends! Juuuuuust kidding. But honestly, that has been one of the bigger changes since coming home to help my mom post-stroke: Going to bed early. No joke.Continue reading Better Tomorrow
Do You Trust Me?
Oh how my days are different these days. I’ve always been a bit of a night owl, but nowadays, the nighttime is my own personal retreat. When the whole house is asleep, alarm on, and my darkened room is lit with the glow of my overworked MacBook, I can finally breathe. Reflect. Write. Numb out.Continue reading Do You Trust Me?
Eclectic Interactions
So I did something this week. I took some time for me. Ever since my mom had her stroke, I’ve been her full time wingman –err, wingwoman — by her side, helping her out. And this past week, was our scheduled family vacation, and due to obvious reasons, only myself, and my older brother andContinue reading Eclectic Interactions
Patience as a Way of Life
It’s pretty clear to me, that during this time at home here, helping my mom recover from her stroke, God is wasting no time at all, teaching me things. And not just any “things…” but real, important, messy things. Things that should come with an owners manual or an instruction guide. In other words, things you couldContinue reading Patience as a Way of Life
I Grew Up This Week
I grew up this week. There are few moments in life that change you. That truly transform you. Shake you into existence. Illuminate what is actually important in life and where your priorities should be. And this past week, I had my first real life altering experience. My mom had a stroke. I thought thatContinue reading I Grew Up This Week
Changing the Narrative
If you’ve scrolled through social media at all in the past two weeks, then you know it’s pretty clear: the general consensus is that 2016….went to pot. People are lamenting how horrible 2016 was with funny memes, parody videos, cheeky songs…I’ve even seen some hyperbolic short films buzzing around the interwebs. All with the sameContinue reading Changing the Narrative