True belonging doesn’t require you to change who you are. It requires you to be who you are. –Brené Brown You know that feeling when something is off-kilter, but you can’t explain exactly what it is? I’ve felt that for a very, very long time now. Nearly six years, I think. This off-kilter sensation has been present…
Motherhood
Now You Are Five: A Letter To My Daughter
Dear Emma, I’ve had this post open for five days now, as many days as you’ve racked up in years. My Best Girl has made a whole handful of trips around the sun, and I find myself at a loss for words when it comes to sharing what this means for me. And for you. For us….
Inheriting Insecurity
I heard a…thing…today that just ripped my heart to pieces. (It wasn’t a conversation.) Emma has ballet on Thursdays. Emma loves ballet. I love that she loves it. I love that ballet teaches her to move her body and that she’s burning energy by dancing, by enjoying time with her friends and her teacher. I…
Thoughts On the First Day of School
In the past I’ve written Joshua a little letter about the first day back to school, some wayward notion that what I’ve been doing online for the past 8 years or so has been for him to look back on and remember fondly when he’s old and I’m dead. That’s…yeah. That’s a thing I’m not…
At Least There Was Pizza
There’s no pretty way to say this and this post is going to be whiny and rambly and unpolished and I don’t even care because it totally mimics the day I just survived. Am still surviving. (Thanks to a bath and a glass of Malbec.) Today was terrible, almost from start to finish. The kind…