I wonder if I did enough? I wonder where I could have been braver with my words and actions, separated myself from situations I witnessed that made me feel uncomfortable on one’s behalf? I wonder if anyone felt my sympathy and extension in the warm, relieved in the way I have felt hands extended to me?
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A Love Letter: Post-Divorce Family & Place
July 16, 2015
We hold tightly those hollow spaces serving little more than honoring the feeling that some of our understanding and growth has yet to take shape. It’s a decision over and over to slowly hold the hollow space farther away from your body until it blows off into the wind and is replaced by entirely new nows.
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A Nest’s Edge
June 17, 2015
There are seasons when our lives are turbulent and we look for the sacred places where we can take a deeper breath, set aside burden. The places where we can exhale worry, where we can inhale love. The days of this year, as we are, keep me tethered to a time where I’m comfortable in my skin and in my role, my purpose.
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World’s Okayest Mom
May 7, 2015
Hands stacked. Let’s all be the World’s Okayest Mom together. Let’s trust in the big patchwork blanket we stitch, each filling a unique and important piece of the display. What we individually gift our children – out of example and mistake is what they will carry forward when sewing their own. My children will expand and inspire yours with the gifts they’ve been given. Your children will expand and inspire mine.
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Him. Me.
April 28, 2015
Our space of independent exploration is woven with our togetherness in a stitch I never want to change, but I know better. Our story will continue to deliver an evolving love.
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Home is here. Or there.
April 13, 2015
Being shown big life can cause us to grip our belongings tighter, desperate to hold things where they are familiar – in the NOW. It can also offer a tap on the shoulder – “Psssssst….THIS is life and not a bit of it lives in objects or addresses. “ Listen for the latter.
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| Painting Gray | Trust Yourself
March 30, 2015
It’s the kind of question so heavy with contradiction and layers that you are left with flooding thoughts and few conclusions. I imagine women have struggled to give it shape since the beginning of time. I tried, as I do, to explain my feels, while juggling the after-school needs of two babes, which led to an exhaustive and inconclusive mind dump – likely leaving her more confused than before. The scenario itself defines the very struggle.
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