I know what you’re going to say. You didn’t do it. It was someone else. It doesn’t matter that there’s not a shred of evidence that points to anyone but you. You will still deny it. You’re doing drugs. Again. You’re acting reckless. Again. I welcomed you back into our lives and you hurt someone I love. Again. But you’re not the only one who has made mistakes. I don’t know… Read More
I’ve spent the last year learning what it means to trust myself in dark places. I don’t mean darkness in the sense of depression or danger. More like learning to feel my way through the dark without automatically reaching over to turn on a light and asking myself what I need to learn in this place before moving on. Part of that has been separating from outside influences so that I could… Read More
Every so often I read a book that sticks with me, makes me remember where I came from and reminds me of the resiliency of the human spirit. Wounds of the Father: A True Story of Child Abuse, Betrayal, and Redemption by Elizabeth Garrison is such a book. Elizabeth suffered unspeakable childhood abuse but what she focuses on in her book is her descent into drug and alcohol addiction and how she… Read More
A couple of week ago, Katia at IAMTHEMILK asked me if I’d participate in a blogging tour that’s making its way across the blogosphere. It’s not an award of any sort but a way for bloggers to share a little bit about their writing process. Below I answer four questions and then tag some other bloggers to do the same.
I left the workforce when my oldest was 6 months old. That was 5 years ago and since then, I’ve done a variety of freelance work to make ends meet so that I could stay home with my kids. While I’ve had a certain amount of responsibility, I’ve been in control of how little or how much I work. Recently, my husband and I took over a full-fledged business and I now… Read More
My husband and I are taking over his family business, started by his father 43 years ago. It’s a huge mission that is taking all of our mental resources and an exciting change in our lives. It’s also a tremendous juggling act that is stretching my brain in ways it hasn’t been stretched in a long time. As I was driving to the office one day, I was suddenly bombarded with defeating… Read More
April is Alcoholism Awareness Month, the purpose of which is to increase awareness and understanding aimed at reducing the stigma associated with alcoholism. It’s the stigma and fear associated with it that often prevents people and their loved ones from seeking help. The word alcoholic makes people uncomfortable, both alcoholics and non-alcoholics alike. For me, it’s kind of like telling people I’m a Christian. You never know how people are going to react.
My husband and I got a late start with baby making. I was 38 when we had our son and a few days shy of 40 with our daughter. Considering that we originally weren’t going to have kids at all, the planets aligned perfectly for us. We had an early miscarriage and a breech baby but we ended up with two remarkably healthy kids.
I painted my kitchen the other day. Not the most exciting start to a blog post but stay with me. I promise there will be a deeper, more meaningful conclusion and that “painting my kitchen” is a euphemism for “I found the meaning of life”. Or something like that.
Do you ever wake up feeling like the morning is a continuation of your miserable night before? It was dark when you put the kids to bed and it’s dark when you wake up. They were climbing you like a tower last night and they’re doing it again this morning. There are some mornings when I wake up feeling like I have nothing to give before the sun even comes up. It’s… Read More