Somehow my life has always been this way. My world is filled with a lot of people – smart, wise people – who land on all different points on all the spectrums of ideological thought and life-journey decisions. I know many loving, dedicated people who have considered deeply the ways to prioritize the factors of their own life and make…
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I’ve always placed a high value on smiling; a smile is good for the universe. Our own smile can cure so many ills, and even can predict our lifespan. (what??) And without a doubt, it makes the day brighter for everyone (admit it). This week I’m traveling through airports for the first time in many months and one of my…
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It’s pretty natural for me to rationalize bad behavior; I perfected this craft in my 20’s. A lost temper, a little white lie, an extra drink, a third cookie, a nap. Wait, I never napped in my 20’s, but there may be a few more I’ve erased from memory. In my first marriage, I rationalized my angst over my flawed…
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I kneel down to be eye to eye with him This child with the gigantic innocent smile His skin is tan from summer days at the pool and beach His pjs are rumpled; his eyes morning-bright. His little arms swing around my neck …. like God. My heart soars and melts all at the same time. He needs me to…
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Try This on for size: When we come to the end of our belief that everything we portray needs to be seen by the world as perfect, our obsession with ourselves as perfect, which is a façade exhausting to uphold, is replaced by our deep understanding that we are already perfect in pursuit of our best selves as we are…
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Ten years ago today I woke up at the normal time to start the day, but my emotions were out of sorts. Indescribable and awkward. Not before or since, do I remember having such an uneasy anxiety inside of me. I crawled back into bed and pulled the covers up over my face, leaving only my eyes peering out (obviously…
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Our little guy Jack isn’t shy. At 6-years-old, he is typically outgoing and quick to leap into the game. Any game. (this maybe a problem during the teenage years…. Stand by) So there we were: St. Columban’s Catholic church, attending Christmas Eve mass to honor Mom. Far from home.
