Regarding our goals, hopes, and dreams... When fear grips, when it calls your name, remember FEAR IS A LIAR. In my life fear is sometimes patient; taking a backseat to joyful anticipation when I choose to begin something new and subtly creeping in further down the road. Other times, fear is impatient and stands boldly … Continue reading Fear is a Liar
Despite arriving 2 months early, spending 6+ weeks in the NICU, and needing an oxygen tank in addition to her diaper bag for 8 weeks, Rubina was a super easy baby. In those early days I remember wondering about how and when it would get hard... I learned early on that talking about the difficulties … Continue reading Raising the Future
I saw a woman in the grocery store today who reminded me SO much of my mom. She was tiny and a little hunched over. She was wearing nerdy sneakers with a long skirt and I could almost hear my mom saying, "Aren't they cute? Do you want me to buy you a pair?". Her … Continue reading The Cutest, Little Lady in Nerdy Sneakers
I turned 37 yesterday. I felt 37 yesterday. But in the best way. I felt comfortable in my own skin; in the work I'm doing, in the direction I'm heading, in my weight and appearance, with my brow game, and mostly in being in the presence of my sweet family. I feel older too. Over the … Continue reading Mothers / Birthdays
We all know it...the Golden Rule. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. It's a simple concept many of us learned as toddlers from our parents or in Sunday school. The concept comes up quite frequently with my 5 year old. Many of our conversations revolve around me asking her to put herself in … Continue reading The * to the Golden Rule
Rubina started Kindergarten in August. My plan to homeschool was undone just a few weeks prior to her first day. We prayed and labored and researched until we arrived at peace. One of the key pieces in parenting is choosing a path for your children early on. It's not easy. On one hand, so much … Continue reading Catch / Release / Repeat
If you've ever met me, heard me speak, or have spent any amount of time with me at all, you know I tend to self deprecate as a form of humor. I think it's hilarious. I find endless amounts of humor in talking about the cutting off circulation tightness of my pants (OMT) or the spackley thickness of my … Continue reading Self Depre[VACA]tion.