"Its different here, not the same as there." The opening line of a children's book and already it resonates.Writing on the major cross-country move that found us in Charlotte seemed inevitable, what seemed impossible was summing it up without glamorizing what I had left behind for the sake of nostalgia or diminishing what I have now for the sake of... well... nostalgia.
So here I am in bed with Sawyer reading a book that tells the story...
Friday, October 3, 2014
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Come on child...
If I am going to get back at this the way I intend, I have to begin with honesty. I will never have the words right, which is what has kept me for this long. Although my posts were few and trying to find my voice, I was present. What derailed things was finding out that my Mom, who had only been missing at that point, was no longer missing but instead found.
We all want to be found! Find our true self...our passion....
But some people...
Thursday, June 13, 2013
take care of the living first
...or why my house isn't always clean
My grandma was a Native American with a unreliable mind. She was eccentric and strange to some, never kept a clean house and loved the order of things stacked one on top of another. On more than one occasion I remember her telling me to "always take care of the living first" and that is how I remember her. Watering her plants, feeding the cats, birds, fish, guinea pigs, and dogs, and doing what she...
Friday, May 24, 2013
Heart-felt fear
The boss lady herself!
I got my dream job 10 months ago tomorrow and in a little over 4 months I am getting a promotion!
Last night I was overwhelmed by how much I love that job, my "boss" and how good I wanted to be for her at that job, yet how ill equipped as a person I am for the responsibility. One of my biggest insecurities in life is my ability to truly be a good mom. Through psychology classes and personal sessions I...
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
The wait for weight
A women's weight is a heavy topic. No pun intended.
I remember in the first few months I was pregnant with Sawyer gaining weight at an amazing rate. Going from 105lbs, give or take, to almost 130lbs in 4 months was an experience. The day that we took the dogs on a walk and I felt poured into my favorite pair of jeans was the turning point into maternity clothes and an interesting revelation into how my weight is directly tied to...
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Here's to the small things...
The thought struck me last night- Sawyer is 9 months old and we have not dropped her! Now this must read as such a simple and small measure of "good" parenting but it strangely felt really good. I highly doubt that every child by the age of 9 months has been dropped accidentally, rolled off of something, or just plain had a unexpected tumble- but I was really proud that ours hadn't.
I remember when Sawyer was just a tiny babe and I...
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Masa y manteca
My lunch made me realize I was looking for comfort. Two tamales, rice, beans and watermelon water, although it sounds much better in spanish- aqua de sandia.
A mexican girls comfort food, all piled up on a stryofoam plate.
Kids, parents, board members, teachers, and still... ringing phones. Today was a rare day that I didn't leave my personal life at the door, it somehow had arrived in my office before me, unpacked and settled in-...
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