Maui with the Boys Being the project oriented person that I am, I was walking past my television this morning, and tut tutting at the accumulation of dust on the screen which sported finger painted pictures courtesy of my two sons. A great sigh of frustration and discontent involuntarily [...]
I am sick to my stomach. 'Outraged' does not even begin to describe my anger. I have a 10 year old son. Big, beautiful brown eyes, and a dimple when he smiles, which is often. I have a 10 year old niece. Freckles, fiery and all girl...who also plays [...]
This is the first in a series of posts for every mom. She is in all of us as we share our heart at our core, and can all relate. This is just the beginning. It was nothing like I expected. For one thing, it was a lot messier, [...]
I can't believe it just happened. I smell rubber, hot asphalt and dusty, dry weeds. My legs feel like they have been smashed into the pavement, and are full of needles My whole right side is on fire, and I smell and taste my own blood. I open my [...]
As your independence from me looms like the dark before the dawn, I can't help but reflect on the exciting journey before you, and my new role as your Mom.Thinking of your Graduation, as you make decisions for your future - as you pack to leave home and study, I [...]
The Legacy of Political Correctness Do I believe in anything? Do I stand for something (or sit for something at my computer for that matter)? Do you? Do you say it with authority, or dance around it like a school teacher discussing Spring rather than Easter, or Winter Break rather [...]
MommyLoves Memories. The memory of my 38th birthday on September 3, 2001. The memory of breaking both my legs on September 5, 2001. The memory of getting these two casts, that, tower-like held me up whenever I wished to stand. The memory of waking up to the contractors building a [...]
If you have ever practiced yoga, you know that in the beginning, it hurts. You can't believe how sore you are from just stretching, but if you keep it up, you become more flexible the next time you dress in pajamas and take out your mat. No, this isn't about [...]
You may argue that I have it backwards, but I don't think so. We are all motivated by feelings. The Sales Person who sells shipping boxes feels just as much of a high when he makes a big sale as the one who sells Ferrari's. The high of the sale [...]
"What do you want for your first breakfast from your wife?" she asked sweetly. "Ham and cheese omelet, please, Mrs. Halver," he replied softly with a kiss to her cheek. "Oh . . . I don't know how to make an omelet," she said, both cheeks turning pink now. "Then, [...]
