I want the world for these children I birthed and raised so far. And clearly, going away and spending time together as our Family awakened this knowledge in me. Something I already strived for, but a deeper sense of it was cracked wide open inside of me.
Parenting is so much more than you can recognize and realize before you become one. It is so much more than you know even as you’re in the midst of it. And it is hard.
And that my dear is who you are. Firm in what you want. Not afraid to speak your mind. And absolutely in charge.
I have a secret. Our new house doesn’t feel like home yet.
The delicious life that is created amongst the everyday.
What is mothering and how do we value our roles and ourselves?
As we transition the last baby out of our bed…
“Right now I'm listening to Atlantic Rhythm and Blues and thinking about time, and experiences and where you go on your journey through life….”
It was a spring morning like this one 12 years ago when my Dad took his last breath.
How kids teach us what The Secret sold to us, with a story about pink cake.
As I watch the forsythia come to life, I'm thinking about Spring and growth and change and how meaningful that is for us this year.
My body. My journey.
That was me on my last Monday. This is me today on my first unemployed Friday.