It’s a Process

Another pomegranate martini lingered in front of me; its sweet red nectar glistening in the glow of lowered lights and laughter. Two of my girlfriends flanked the table and I was absorbed by their presence. I'm realizing that everyone suffers from some level of loneliness or discontentment. The stay-at-home mom, the working mom, the mom … Continue reading It’s a Process

There are no bad people, not really

"Do you think my mom is a bad person?" Peanut asked, sitting at the kitchen counter, feet dangling over discarded flip-flops while eating a late breakfast. "I don't really know your mom," I answered cautiously, "why?" "cuz my last foster parent said my mom was a bad person and that's why I can't live with … Continue reading There are no bad people, not really

Expect Nothing

I've spent a lot of wasted time expecting people to be different. Expecting them to be thankful or honest. Expecting them to love unconditionally or be tolerant without question. Expecting them to be compassionate, self-less or encouraging. Expecting them to apologize. But mostly, I think I've just spent a lot of wasted time being disappointed, … Continue reading Expect Nothing

Perfect Moments

I made stricter house rules this summer for the kids in hopes of keeping them from spending the next three months absently laying in front of the television, a computer screen or their phone. It was a well-thought plan, a list really, of alternatives to glowing screens. Things like being creative, reading a book, spending … Continue reading Perfect Moments

Writer’s Workshop: Finding Joy in My Winter

Believe it or not, avoiding this blog has been as impossible as avoiding myself.Not a word has been written for months. I've purposely found other things to do than write and yet, this blog has been on my mind, in my heart, every day. It was not my intention to disappear, but the longer the … Continue reading Writer’s Workshop: Finding Joy in My Winter