Some quick housekeeping... This week's blog is the follow up to the November episode of Whine & Wine. Both the podcast and the blog reference suicide. If you or someone you know is struggling, please reach out to a friend, family member, or dial/text 988 for help. You are not alone and I mean that. … Continue reading The Law of Kindness
Tag: teens
Wistful. Why Am I Not More Wistful?
Do you ever have one of those reactions that, when compared to those around you, seems very much not the same? By the time you read this, our nest will be emptied. Why am I not more wistful?
How Doors Work: A Lesson From My Child
We are now locked into bottomless therapy for our son. We were locked into bottomless therapy for our eldest child years ago but it was always a bit of a blurry line. Had we really done anything as parents to truly scar that first child forever? As of a few days ago, as this question … Continue reading How Doors Work: A Lesson From My Child
University of Heartache?
Originally written for and published by Grown and Flown. Click here to read on Grown and Flown. As of November, my son had applied to one, and only one, college. We weren’t too bothered by the tiny number as we had no doubt he would get in and the pace of this college seemed to … Continue reading University of Heartache?
The Packing Game
My husband has an unwritten rule that we have to wear everything we take on our trips. For me, that means lots of tough calls as I decide which of thirteen pairs of shoes will make the cut.
The Silent Soiling
It’s not that I’m unfamiliar with the term “soiling the nest.” I’ve already endured one round, after all, when my husband and I launched our first baby adult into the wild three years ago. It’s that my second child has reached full soiling season and it is about 983 times more amped than what we experienced with his sibling. I know. Give him a few years.
Voluntold: Calling His Bluff (or did he call mine?)!
My son just returned from six hours of bell ringing for the Salvation Army, a task that I honestly wouldn’t wish on anyone but one that was born via calling his bluff. It’s not that I don’t support this annual fundraising drive; it’s that I have rung that bell myself, decades ago, and I still … Continue reading Voluntold: Calling His Bluff (or did he call mine?)!
Reverse Gratitude: It’s a thing, right?
I picked up the newspaper and started reading "It's in Times of Adversity When Gratitude Shows Up," written by John Nagy about the recent loss of his mother. As the messages between the lines revealed themselves, I felt compelled to put the paper back down because, well, why did it feel like Nagy was speaking directly to me?!?
First Love! And the firsts that come with it.
Our home is currently a bit wounded in that the garage door is wide open indefinitely. The culprit? First love.
Socialization? Remember that? Yeah, me neither.
We were sure our son would jump for joy at our parental directive to work fewer hours while also being encouraged to go out and have fun. There were no jumps for joy. There was only a look of confusion and an "I don't even know how to do that."