Tag: love is always the answer
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Maybe This Ain’t Your Mama’s Stress
Originally, I had planned this particular post to come after “Maybe She’s Going Through It.” Then everyone was sick, and I just wasn’t feeling the writing vibe. And then I got carried away in watching my son doing so well with some of his goals the first week we were back at school, and I…
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“No Pressure”
Andy and I watched Encanto for the first time this past Sunday, broken into sessions wrapped around the chunk of hours I needed to work with a new habilitation provider. As I listened to Luisa sing “Surface Pressure,” I felt how aptly and concisely it seemed to capture the way I feel so much of…
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March Gratitude & Some Reading
To Hannah My sweet daughter, my love has been, is, and always will be yours without any need to do anything, much less something that would necessitate a gratitude note. But I know I owe you a note all the same. For holding my hand in the middle of the night on the way to…
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Sometimes Acceptance As A Gift
When I was a little girl, I used to eagerly look forward to Christmas. Holidays where gifts were given were one of the few times I got toys or anything new that felt special or exciting. And even then, because my parents were pretty darn poor, my grandparents and great aunts and uncles often still…
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On Popularity & Being Selfish
During my early elementary school years, we moved around quite a bit. A year here, six months there, two or three years in the same place if we were very lucky. During one of these longer stretches, I had a couple of girls that I had become pretty close friends with. Jody, with her jet…
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Waking Up To The New Norm
This is a post where I feel almost as if a leaf-blower is swooshing through the folds of my brain, whisking away words like decaying leaves and leaving me uncertain how to best proceed. Originally, I planned for a different topic. However, I do think local events of the past week need to be addressed.…