I don’t like politics. And I don’t like addressing politics on this blog. But as I have tried to absorb the unexpected results of the election this past week, and the fallout, I feel that I must write about what has been so absent these last few days: kindness. I cannot speak for others, just for myself…. [Read More]
Starting Small and Speaking Up
Our voices are powerful and we have a responsibility to use them. This was the most important lesson that I took away from my attendance at BlogHer 2015 last weekend, which is a blogging conference that I attened in New York City. The weekend was overwhelming – in the best of ways. From a practical standpoint, one of the best benefits of… [Read More]
What do you want to be when you grow up?
I started keeping a journal as soon as I learned how to write. I wrote on whatever I could find, like loose pieces of paper, pink diaries with heart-shaped locks and spiral notebooks. My wild imagination as a child resulted in the writings of my early years being full of mystical realism: half truth and… [Read More]
The Morning of Imperfect Butterflies
The rhythm of the rain on the roof made a pitter-patter sound and the windows were foggy from the moisture when I woke up. We had a quiet morning planned, just me and my daughter. I secretly felt a bit relieved, that I wasn’t going to spend the day slathering sunscreen on my daughter and putting her hat back on… [Read More]
unfinished…
Cheerios are everywhere – always: in my diaper bag, in my daughter’s pockets and behind the sofa. They crunch under my feet in the kitchen. My daughter picks them up from the floor and eats them. I shrug. “At least she is eating something for breakfast,” I tell myself. I find them in her toys… [Read More]
Writing from my Heart
If you are a regular reader of this blog, you may have noticed that I didn’t post anything last week. I have been writing on this blog weekly since March 2013, without any kind of break. Some weeks, I had a lot to say, but other weeks, not so much. On those Sunday nights when I… [Read More]
How Becoming a Mom Made me Less Busy
Before I became a mom, I was always really busy. I loved my whirlwind life of being out and on the go. Between brunch with girlfriends, double dates with other couples, family obligations and travel, it seemed that I never had a free weekend. And if I did, I made plans to fill it up. I… [Read More]