Matchbox 20/20. No, 20/21. No, 20/23.

We finally reached a finish line three years in the making. But barely. Mother Nature almost nixed our night with Matchbox 20.

Flu-ing the Coup

It’s happened again.   I thought maybe we could just ride out the rest of 2021 without any major parenting milestones, but alas...kids.  Am I right?  Or rather, NON-parenting milestones.  The parenting moments your pesky teens steal from you without permission. I've written before about that sense of loss, like you missed an important invite. Maybe … Continue reading Flu-ing the Coup

Summer of Healing

I heard today, again, that this will be remembered as the Summer of Healing. Good grief. Why do we keep having to remembering things? Can we get through an event here or there without having to put a notch on the timeline to refer back to? Although - I guess since we just short of … Continue reading Summer of Healing

It Still Takes a Village

Pandemic School Post 72. Hey, it's really not that high of a number - I've intentionally not made this the theme of the year because it's annoying and old and I'm over it. Also, Pandemic School is annoying and old and I'm over it. I've heard multiple times this month from parents who have arrived … Continue reading It Still Takes a Village

I am not throwin’ away my shot

I got the phone call. I never thought I'd feel emotional over a phone call. I'd been conditioning my family for weeks to answer every call. I know, I know, I said, it probably IS just a warning about our car's expiring warranty. But, it could also be the call we'd been waiting for - … Continue reading I am not throwin’ away my shot

We’ll get it right, eventually.

There's still time to get it right, right? I mean, we're closing in on a year since our world was completely upended - no big deal that just about eleven months in, we're still having hiccups here and there, right? We've still got time to pull it together and really start nailing this whole pandemic … Continue reading We’ll get it right, eventually.

Seasons of Change

Bruised knee, 1; Jyl, 0. Such an odd holiday season this year! I had some time alone while Rich and the kids were out to dinner with his mother - and while it was truly only a few hours, I think because it was Christmas Eve and not our typical 'pre-Christmas night,' the idea of … Continue reading Seasons of Change

Kinder. Gentler. Comfier.

Anyone feeling completely and totally wiped out this week? I think we hit our wall at 5pm last Friday when, in our house, winter break officially started. Rich and I are super fortunate to work for company that shuts down Christmas week - and, of course, Zack is now free of 2020's crazy where-am-doing-school merry … Continue reading Kinder. Gentler. Comfier.