I had no plans to post today because, well, consistency in blog posting isn't exactly my thing, but I had an urge to jot some things down. After lunch today, I scrolled through my Instagram feed and read some news I'd been dreading; event planner extraordinaire, creative force, loving momma, and stranger to me, Tori … Continue reading For My Mom / For Her / For Us All
Category: living well.
Breathe In | Breathe Out
I wonder what your hopes, dreams, and plans are for the year that lies ahead... I wonder if you'll dare to dream beyond the comfort of familiarity and self imposed restraints... I hope you do...I hope I do too... But first, let us exhale the year we are leaving behind. Let us, collectively, breathe out the mistakes, sorrows, … Continue reading Breathe In | Breathe Out
The Humble Hustle.
This vital reminder hangs above my desk; the space where I sit to write my book, blog and plan future chapters of my life. I absolutely LOVE it. Humility isn't something I've always embraced as wholly as I'd like to report; looking back it's embarrassingly absent. Kevin and I moved to Denver about 5 1/2 years ago and … Continue reading The Humble Hustle.
Who I Am [Challenge]
I posted this to my Instagram account this past weekend... I managed to score some unanticipated, afternoon writing time while my crew is at the pool. I also included #writer... I added it, deleted it and finally, hesitantly retyped it. Can I actually consider myself a legit writer? I don't have any books or novels published. I have had … Continue reading Who I Am [Challenge]
The Flu With a Side of Fear…
If you're wondering where I've been for the past couple weeks... I've been battling the flu with a side of fear. Our Kickstarter campaign ended over a week ago and I haven't been writing at all. Typically, I write everyday. Typically, I write multiple times throughout each day and sporadically throughout each night. But the flu bug … Continue reading The Flu With a Side of Fear…
S E V E N.
In the past 23 days we have not only met our minimum goal of $15,000; we have exceeded it. OH MY GOODNESS. This entire process, so far, has really humbled me. I'm so thankful for your generous gifts and for those who have promoted Calcutta is My Mother. Because Kickstarter is an "all or nothing" … Continue reading S E V E N.
The Denver International Airport, My Backside and other “Huger” things…
Rubina says a lot of odd and hysterical things these days. They tell me it's her age. Here's a portion of a conversation we had in the car last weekend... Rubina: I'm a little girl and you're a mommy. Me: That's right...what's the difference between little girls and mommies? Rubina: Little girls just play and dance … Continue reading The Denver International Airport, My Backside and other “Huger” things…
him…
Do you know I do not think of him? I mean, it's extremely rare he crosses my mind. I'm referring to my biological father. I so often think of her (my biological mother) and rarely of him. Isn't that interesting? In fact, I only thought to write this down because I was in the process of … Continue reading him…
Throwback to a Tiny Shredder…
Okay "shredder" might be a little extreme but our little one killed it on that mountain. Often we observe how uninhibited children are; how they aren't afraid of anything and are willing to take blind risks. And, obviously children are much more malleable and uninhibited than adults but they aren't necessarily fearless. I know my … Continue reading Throwback to a Tiny Shredder…
I Hate the Term “Adoptive Parents”
In one of my recent posts I used the term "Adoptive Mom" when referring to my mom. I did so for clarification purposes because I had also referenced my biological mom within the same paragraph. I hate that I called her my "adoptive mom". Even as I wrote that portion I labored over it, wavering … Continue reading I Hate the Term “Adoptive Parents”
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