We talk about comfort like it’s this boring thing to avoid. We should want adventure. Crave adventure. Pursue adventure. Like adventure is the goal. We should want to travel and explore and not settle down because settling down is the beginning of losing yourself and the worst thing you can do is lose yourself in…
Continue reading ➞ Call Me Comfortable
📸: at Magnolia - I liked this wall for obvi reasons. Guys. This hashtag mom life is hard. Like really really really hard and for us- the hard has been hard-ing on overtime these last few months. I mean gut wrenchingly, heart breaking-ly, spirit shatteringly, difficult. Raising teens in a world filled with unlimited technology…
Continue reading ➞ Move It or Lose It
I eat mostly intuitively. I move my body almost every day. And here’s a snapshot of said body. My BMI says I’m obese. My belly looks lumpy and it is the antithesis of flat. Agree to disagree but I have no intention of losing weight or even trying to change my shape. Because something deep…
Continue reading ➞ Body Balance
Here’s the deal. I have been with the same man since I was 18. My friendships haven’t changed in as many years. The people I talk to outside of my “circle” are other sports related parents or co-worker friends. In no world have I had to cultivate a new relationship since social media debuted. I…
Continue reading ➞ Wildly Weird
Depression is a beast. A monster. Maybe even a demon. It is ruthless and relentless and I think it might be evil. It is brain numbing and soul crushing and life sucking. It taints the very thing we need to release ourselves from its grasp: our mind. And it destroys the one thing it takes…
Continue reading ➞ Managing Mantras
There’s a chapter in my book detailing my love affair with cigarettes (yes, that’s a shameless book plug but trust I have a point) and if I’m being honest, it is a battle that comes up quite often. And it comes up most often in times of stress and if there is one thing I…
Continue reading ➞ Easy Does It
Sometimes things are hard. Sometimes hard things don’t care that it’s supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year. Sometimes the holidays are trying and filled with uncertainty and fear and grief and regret and doubt. Sometimes the pockets of joy are few and far between. Sometimes the holiday magic eludes your best…
Continue reading ➞ A Taco Dip Christmas Story
This post is just gonna be a short and sweet little ditty. Nothing profound, just more of a checking in of sorts to let y'all know I'm still around and that writing still soothes my soul. But this past month has been a huge lesson in recognizing limits and setting priorities when it comes to…
Continue reading ➞ Boundless Boundaries
It turns out that I do comment on trending news topics more than I care to admit. It is such a fine line to not let political happenings infiltrate my inner peace while also fighting to secure a future I want my children to experience. In fact, where is the line between, "I don't care…
Continue reading ➞ Super Powers
You know what, I haven't had a reason to take a selfie since I stopped posting on social media. But I'm taking one today because I’m having a good hair day and what better reason to shoot a selfie than when you’re experiencing your best self. Anyway, today I’m thinking about the fact that I'm…
Continue reading ➞ Thirty-Ducking-Eight
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