Today, my body feels older than my thirty-some years, I scroll Instagram and see young mothers who seem to have all the energy.
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As Thankful as Ever
We sit on the floor. The littles and dogs playing around me. The kids—baby clad in footy pajamas and little boy in his usual Superman suit—build blocks and destroy them. Padawan training for the baby. She’s not quiet a Jedi, still learning to master the force. My husband’s new “friend” Alexa plays Christmas music. IContinue reading “As Thankful as Ever”
Freedom From Category
We don’t see ourselves as big enough, energetic enough, or simply enough. We define ourselves by our failures rather than our successes. We beat ourselves up, for whatever the reason.
The Missing Out
I stand back, and in the strangest way look at my life, my children, my husband, the interaction of those around me, and the interaction of myself within those interactions. It’s all very surreal, the bigness of it, and yet the incredible smallness of it.