F.Y.I. And if you are or you’re in a relationship with a woman then you know exactly the tone in which I’m saying Eff. Why. Eye. Sometimes we can’t do it all. Actually, never can we ever do it all. But if you’re anything like me then you’ll try. And you’ll keep trying until you…
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I hate summer now and I didn’t used to. But my kids love it and I wanted to reclaim some of that joy and I think that joy is found in the moment to moment choices where we decide whether we’re gonna be rushed or take our time, where we’re gonna be present or preoccupied,…
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📸: 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…
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I don’t know who needs to hear this but you don’t have to. You don’t have to buy the latest fashions. You don’t have to download the newest apps. You don’t have to purchase the latest technology. You don’t have to spend your money on viral products. You don’t have to scroll on social media.…
One of my biggest takeaway lessons from counseling (and if you are working through your own demons I’m sure it’s one you’ve heard before) is that anger is a secondary emotion. That notion has become so engrained into my psyche that I have made it a practice to try my best to sit in anger…
You know what? Life is hard. Sometimes the hard is so unrelenting and the pockets of joy are so few and far between and their relief so temporary that it feels like the hard is what life is now. When my kids were teeny tiny and I was in the trenches of toddler hard, many…
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Let’s talk about mental health. Because when we don’t, I battle the demons that tell me counseling is defeat and medication is weakness.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It’s not.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Today, I have to call in a refill for my prescriptions; that means 30 days of dose changes under the belt.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Over the last 30 days, I have told my husband numerous times:…
When I was a teen I spent hours connecting to dial up internet on our single family computer and scouring whatever search engine came with circa 1998 for inspirational quotes. I then printed out those quotes and pasted them in a spiral notebook that I would thumb through on the regular. Like a caveman. But,…
Therapy day. Something that we don’t talk about often is how hard therapy is because God, it can be hard. Working through trauma will gut you and challenge you and leave you questioning if healing is not just possible but if it is actually worth it. I always liken therapy days to peeling the layers…
I’ve never been good at absolutes like getting on my mat every morning. I can usually talk myself out of things that make me feel better by explaining them away as a need for rest. I’m not gonna lie, it’s been difficult to discern whether I need rest or if my depression is keeping me…
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