Life
Were you an orchid child? Are you an orchid parent?
For the first several years of my married life, I tried to grow a few houseplants from time to time, but I forgot to water them and they died. When I got pregnant, my husband joked that if I couldn’t keep a plant alive, I’d never be able to care for a baby. Then I…
Continue ReadingSelf-care in the empty nest.
When I was a young, working mother of two, I would not have recognized self-care if it tied me to a massage table and kneaded my back.
Continue ReadingDoes a “getting things done” mindset interfere with relationships?
Have you ever had what seems like an aha moment, but as soon as the lightbulb switches on, you realize it was a truth you’d always known? This was one of those times.
Continue ReadingThe Year We Almost Ruined Christmas
“Did Santa come already?” my five-year-old asked on Christmas Eve, his eyes shining.
Continue ReadingLiving Life Small Leaves Room for Growth
Living life large seems to be what society values. Why didn’t it feel right for me?
Continue ReadingWhy Kindness Matters
Sometimes, what looks like conflict-aversion is really a choice to be kind. I started this blog before my dad, from whom I learned the importance of doing good unto others, was given just days to live.
Continue ReadingPandemic Brain
Pandemic Brain is like a pinball machine. When I realized that was what was going on, I already felt better. Funny how naming a problem can do that.
Continue ReadingTwas the morn before Christmas…
I always relished that moment on a winter morning when I stepped outside into the cocoon of the stillness and silence. If someone had boxed up that feeling of peace and put it under my Christmas tree, I’d have needed no other gift.
Continue ReadingGolden Moments: the silver lining of aging.
Early in the morning before my mom died, my dad coined the phrase “golden moments.’
Continue ReadingSuper Bowl promises to a fan from his non-fan wife.
Michael will be watching the game with me. He’ll make a big fire in the fireplace, we’ll gather some snacks, leave any dishes left in the sink, and forget about returning phone calls. It will be a nice evening together, but I know I’m not the most thrilling Super Bowl companion.
So here are five promises I made to my husband to help maximize his viewing experience:
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