Confessions of a Control Freak in a World Gone Mad
“I think it was all an illusion, or simply just a delusion-this idea that I was ever in control in the first place.”
“I think it was all an illusion, or simply just a delusion-this idea that I was ever in control in the first place.”
I just spent the last hour teaching my youngest daughter, Mikayla, to bake cookies. I confess I do everything much later with my fourth child. She’ll be lucky to tie her shoes by the time she graduates. Today, however, I found myself not just moving slow, but also grumpy during the process. I’m pretty sure… Continue reading The Emptying Nest: Living Forward When the Heart Keeps Going Back
Looking back at my younger self at times makes me smile; other times, I cringe. I grew up in the eighties with big hair, big dreams, and big ideas about how the world worked. When I look into those eyes from the eighties, I see one who was very clueless and too often didn’t know it.… Continue reading Mom’s Life Lesson: “Never Say Never”
“How old are you again, Mom? 44, 42, 46…?” She was always someone different, not the face I see daily in the mirror. It feels very surreal to speak it, let alone put it in writing: I am a middle-aged woman. I only answer so they stop before they insult me. “I am almost 47.”… Continue reading Secrets of Those Middle-Age Moments That No One is Telling You
Her voice carried through the house. That soft, small voice, struggling to sing on pitch and the hands playing a new and choppy song, stopped me in my tracks. In the midst of a busy Christmas moment I discovered this girl preparing a gift for me, a special song to be sung for a mother’s heart.… Continue reading Breaking Through the Silence of Your Christmas Night
My house smells amazing as the scent of pumpkin pie floats from the kitchen into my little work place. Christmas music is playing and all feels right with the world. But if I’m honest some things in my world are not all right. Your world probably has a few things not all right, either. I… Continue reading Dancing in the Dark and Learning to Give Thanks in All Circumstances
Some days I have to take a break from social media. The news, the grapevine, the problems, and the constant opinions of others agitates me. A full diet of social media is information overload and emotions overwhelmed and can leave one vacillating between guilt, anger, and fear with the simple scroll of the mouse. As a… Continue reading A Note to My Daughters about Life and Living
Dear Time, Maybe it’s middle-age. Maybe it’s the chaotic pace of life, or maybe it’s just me, but I find myself angry with you. You loom over me, always reminding me I’ll never finish all that needs to be done. I’d like to play fair, but how can I when you care nothing for me? No matter… Continue reading My Unresolved Anger with Time
It’s easy to love people who love me. I feel so good inside when I’m with those people. Elated and strong; I’m on top of the world when I find someone who returns my love with more love. And then there is everyone else. The not-so-nice, not-so-friendly, not-so-happy, porcupine people who are just very difficult… Continue reading Loving Those Porcupine People
Dear Son, You may have noticed things changing and I felt it was important to explain to you why. Daily, I’m riddled with frustration over the state of our world and the state of people, in general. But lately, I’m increasingly frustrated about the state of our boys. The older I get, the more I… Continue reading Mom’s Message on Manhood to her Sons, Part I