Open letter to a lost friend: Adrift
The afternoon was pleasant, yet on that day I understood that our friendship had reached its natural end.
I didn’t plan to be a mom.
The most important part of Mother’s Day for me is my children. Not the card. Not the flowers. Not a gift. Certainly not guilting them into cooking, cleaning, or taking me out to eat (although I confess I tried that once or twice ). Mother´s Day is about this unexpected path, a journey I never imagined for myself. Motherhood. My children.
I don’t want your money, but . . .
I didn’t have a pocketful of coins to reach for, but this lady didn’t want my money. She wanted groceries. I reached past my what-ifs to find the compassion to look into the her eyes.
Diapers and Dandelions: Mindful Balance
I am more aware of the impact of my actions. Isn’t that an important key to finding balance? Awareness.
Figs and Promises
I don’t want the the trend of broken and eroded to spill into the pool of promises I make to friends, family, and myself. So this is my checklist for personal and friendly promises.
Recent Comments