There’s a lot you can learn from kids. This weekend, all I wanted to do was hole up at home, stay on the couch and veg out. It was a long, tiring week and I just wanted to zone out. My 6-year-old had other plans though, and he made sure I was with him for the ride. Here are just a few life lessons I got from my little one this weekend. Read more…
August 2015 archive
Jed’s Guitar – A Short Story
When Jed & I broke up, I didn’t feel anything.
It was breakfast. Maybe brunch. I was watching him turn the eggs over easy when I blurted out, “This isn’t going to work.” Read more…
My Son Turned 6 Today
My son turned 6 today. 6 is the number of years my husband and I waited and struggled to have a child. 6 is the age of our son now, setting a half-and-half mark. 6 years of yearning for a child, 6 years of raising the child most yearned for. This is why he is so precious.
And today, it was his day all the way (as most days are). Read more…
Fated – A Short Story on Love
I love writing about lovers destined to be together. Whether they have a happy ending together or not, it’s always magical to see how the universe can bring two souls together. “Fated” is a piece I wrote back in September 2003, and is one of my favorites. I hope you enjoy it too! Read more…
Take a Deep Breath — How Mindful Breathing Calms You
At home, I taught my 5-year-old how to do it. In the beginning, it was me reminding him to take deep breaths. It usually happened when he was throwing a tantrum. After I let him express his frustration, whether it’s through tears or some angry words, I tell him, “Timmy. Take a deep breath.” He does. “One more time.” He does it again. It instantly calms him. Then he’s able to reflect better on what he was being so frustrated about, so we get to deal with it in a gentler, calmer manner. Read more…
My Sore Eyes are Teaching Me to Slow Down
On the day after I was diagnosed with sore eyes, I felt very, very, very tired. I was tired of all the traveling time from my home to work, which is a 2 1/2 hour trip — and that’s only one way. I felt the tiredness in my bones. I felt the tiredness of budgeting and chasing deadlines in my muscles. I felt my resistance go down. It took a bout of sore eyes to make me realize that I was really, really, really tired. Read more…
What is love?
Love is the aroma of coffee beans at daybreak,
the sizzling of bacon for breakfast,
the packing of sandwiches into The Incredibles lunch boxes,
the driving to school to let the little ones off. Read more…