For the past four years we have participated in a charity event where for several months, typically November through January, you collect change and donate it. This change feeds so many other children! This year, we will have the box on the table for when we have company over. We will talk about it. We will use this time as a time to widen our compassion. We will use this time to be grateful for what we do have.
It was like treading water around the clock. While I kept my head above the darkness, I was depressed, but surviving. Yet, constantly kicking in a bottomless sea gets exhausting, and I’d sink. That’s bipolar II.
Focusing so much on helping babies to thrive in my work, coupled with sending off my teenaged daughter, has heightened my wonder that my baby has grown up.
I haven’t always been rushed. There was a time in my life when cell phones, cable television, the internet, debit cards and instant mashed potatoes were unrealized.
When you are raising three boys—no matter the ages or stages of those boys—much of how they view you as a mother has to do with food.
When I’ve missed the mark, her eyes lock with mine and she delivers a sulky, teary-faced greeting. I drag her away with her unfinished necklace. We argue and my frustration shows. I
We got engaged just three months into knowing each other. Unbeknownst to him, he was going to be my savior and help me create a life of normalcy that I now craved in the wake of my parents’ divorce. The timing was right, for right now.
We were close friends Both challenged by life Listening and talking Cooking dinner and drinking wine While our boys played Sometimes my husband played with them as we chatted His …
I've been learning about meditation and this semi-Buddhist principal called mindfulness. At its root, is the idea of being present in a given moment with loving compassion for oneself and others. I feel like I fail at it hourly, but for a golden moment I hear that compassion I seek in my children's awareness of another child's struggles.
The word “breakfast” elicits a range of responses from my intense and quirky son. “Breakfast” can be an experience that is a precursor to something that he dreads or somewhere completely overwhelming. That very same word “Breakfast” can also provide joy, excitement and pure relaxation.
