I try twice as hard and I’m half as liked

It's strange to see pictures of my mom equivalent in age to the age I am now, even weirder to see pictures of myself at the current age of my oldest daughter. My mom wore 40 well. She looked youthful and well rested.  Lately, I just feel like I have one foot in the grave. Although, … Continue reading I try twice as hard and I’m half as liked

Time is in the eye of the beholder

Sometimes I feel like I am battling myself, as if I am sifting through the stages of grief on a daily basis. Reflection is a double-edged sword. At times it reminds me of all the amazing moments I have had with my children, while other times it just highlights out how quickly my time with … Continue reading Time is in the eye of the beholder