But sometimes when I watch her I want to slam on the brakes even now. “Take that corner slow, my little love… don't slip, there could be ice… are you signaling and giving yourself enough time to stop?”

Before she could gain control of it, the slimy fish slapped against her cheek.

I recently read something that said that if you have ever stopped to wonder whether you’re a good mom, you probably are.

I look up every five minutes, amazed I have this much time to myself. And I realize that I kind of, almost, a little tiny bit, miss the noise.

Maybe we all can’t do what we want to in life, but maybe some of us can. Maybe my son can.

As painful as it is to see your kids disappointed, it’s even more painful to see them held back by their own inhibitions.

Please remember that you change lives every single day. You see things most 'regular people' pretend don't exist. 

I love my family passionately. But I recognize the need to love myself with passion, to dive in and find my way in this new stage of my life.

Rest in the breath and in the love that you can feel even in your darkest moments when you close your eyes, take a deep inhalation, release a slow exhalation, and pause.

While I never worried about having enough love to go around, I was worried about being able to have enough time, energy and patience.