We Do What We Have to Do, Even Solo Vacations
Warning: This is a rant. I am indulging because it will make me feel better. Yes, I realize that this is selfish behavior. Feel free not to continue reading.
Warning: This is a rant. I am indulging because it will make me feel better. Yes, I realize that this is selfish behavior. Feel free not to continue reading.
Last time I told you I have this nice, longish list of goals I want to accomplish by (roughly) December 31, 2013. And most of those goals require a daily investment of my time. My full-time-work-at-home, new-mom time. Did you laugh at me? Snort in derision, maybe? It’s okay if you did. I forgive you….
Today I’m over at my friend Stacey’s blog, Chronically Whole. Stacey writes about surviving and thriving with chronic illness. As well, she gracefully tutors those of us who love other people with chronic illnesses in loving them better. I’m sharing a little bit on caring for others in practical ways. Join me? It’s commonplace to…
Lisa-Jo over at The Gypsy Mama wrote the other day about how working moms need grace – grace to handle the daily good-byes, grace for handing over their children to others, grace for the guilt they carry. In my journal where I count gifts from God, I write “the ability to work from home, not…
Like most families, we have traditions. Holiday rituals. Seasonal activities. Anniversaries we celebrate. Annual birthday meals (April, for example, finds us drooling over my husband’s perennial choice of birthday cake–dark chocolate with peanut butter frosting). These sporadic events are special in our home, and we cherish them. But as my oldest has grown from infant…
The end of summer is always bittersweet, but the reasons are a bit different this year. In the past, summer ending meant mourning the loss of endless Lake Michigan beach days, the end of camping season, no more trips to Silver Lake to play on the sand dunes, no more Saturday mornings at the farmers’…
It’s nearing the end of December, and I can’t seem to stop thinking about how fast 2013 has gone by. The fastest year in my memory, actually. People say that time speeds up as you get older, even more so when you have children, and I’ve found that to be true. In the spirit of…