I’m back from a very short, but well-deserved run-away with my husband! Did you miss me? Did you even notice I was gone? I did! I always get that nagging pang of guilt when it’s Wednesday and I haven’t written–even when I’m lying on the beach! Life has been … well … hectic, to say… Read More Winds of Change
One afternoon as I was driving with my little boy, suddenly he piped up from the backseat: “Hey Mom. We have different last names, right? So which one of us isn’t part of the family? You or me?” The question hit me like a ton of bricks. I explained that of course we are both… Read More “Blended With Love”
For me, Christmas is like a giant patchwork quilt– sewn, torn apart, and re-sewn so many times, I’m not sure what it’s supposed to look like anymore!… Read More Patchwork Christmas
During our family drive home from music lessons, jingle bells blared noisily over an ad for some big sale on the radio. In the backseat my eight-year-old sighed heavily. “Mom!” he finally burst out. “It’s all so stupid. Everyone is so greedy! I think we should boycott all the Black Friday sales!” I was speechless. Wow.… Read More Thinking outside the gift box
Missing my ex-husband’s family today, as I often do… I wrote the following piece about six years ago. Who knew that I’d be re-reading my own words so many years later, finding peace and wisdom in an excerpt that–at the time–had such different meaning to me? Back then I was on the other side. The… Read More What is a family?