We Are Born the People We’re Meant to Be

I believe we are born the people we were always meant to be. Whether or not we remain that person over the course of our lifetime, that’s another thing. But I believe our true self is always the same.  When I was five years old I was a flower girl, along with another little girlContinue reading “We Are Born the People We’re Meant to Be”

All About Self-Care

About four years back I put together this little workbook for moms. I had just emerged from what I call the mom-fog, that period of time when our kids are young and needy and we as moms are still new enough in our role to sweat the small stuff. It’s that period of perpetual exhaustion,Continue reading “All About Self-Care”

Repost: Remembering How to be Bien Dans Ma Peau

The French have an expression, Je suis bien dans ma peau. It means, “I am comfortable in my own skin.” It speaks to confidence, but not only confidence. It speaks to comfort, especially. How comfortable a person is being alone with themselves, sitting with themselves, hearing their own thoughts, or, not hearing any thoughts at all;Continue reading “Repost: Remembering How to be Bien Dans Ma Peau”

In the Face of Failure, Be Fearless

A few months ago, I was walking down the street with my family. It was an unusually warm day for March. I love going for family walks around town, and I love the end of winter—the feeling of freedom I get from being able to return to nature. Yet on this day, I was fairlyContinue reading “In the Face of Failure, Be Fearless”

To the Gates!

  Not long ago my husband and I were having a [discussion/argument, tomayto/tomahto]. He said to me, you may take up a small physical space [all 5’0 of me], but you take up a lot of energetic space. You’re big, bigger than you realize. When he said this, I had taken up the majority ofContinue reading “To the Gates!”

On the Importance of Being Silent

I’ve had visions these past few years, yearnings more like it, of leaving my life behind, moving to some deserted island, living off the land. I’d take my husband and kids with me for sure, but that’s about it. The older I get, the more I realize how irrelevant stuff is, how irrelevant most ofContinue reading “On the Importance of Being Silent”

Confessions of a Recovering Judgaholic

I am a recovering judgaholic. Chances are, if ever we have crossed paths (me in my pre-parent days and you bearing kids) I have judged you. I won’t lie, the road to recovery has been messy and bumpy. You see, I have been blessed with beautiful, healthy, intelligent children. Capable children. Children capable of bringingContinue reading “Confessions of a Recovering Judgaholic”

Baa Baa Goes the Black Sheep

Growing up I was the black sheep of the family. At times this made me feel special, indignant, feisty—ready to fight the good fight. At times it made me feel different, separate, like a sore thumb rather than one amongst the clan. Much of my life has been driven by this push and pull—wanting to live full throttle by my black sheepContinue reading “Baa Baa Goes the Black Sheep”

Why I Don’t Care About My Kids’ Higher Education, and Other Things

So I’ve been thinking a lot about life lately. And I’ve been thinking a lot about the point of it. And I’ve come to certain conclusions about the kinds of things I care to encourage or discourage in my children. Call me crazy, but I don’t care about my kids’ higher education. I also don’tContinue reading “Why I Don’t Care About My Kids’ Higher Education, and Other Things”