Brave Hearts Make Big Apologies

A couple weeks ago, I had a heart-changing conversation. It was beautiful, healing and full of love. It was a conversation I never thought would happen, an apology I never thought I’d receive.  But this isn’t a post about the breakdown – it doesn’t matter who...

The Day After – Living with PMDD

The day after the PMDD I wake, and once the fog of my meds lifts, I have a bit of a spring in my step. I get out of bed with some energy, a hint of excitement even. It’s funny, because the feeling doesn’t feel familiar. It feels foreign. Two weeks have passed since...

Sola: To be female and alone

It’s quiet. They’re gone. It’s just me, a glass of pinot grigio and my laptop. I do love my kids, so very much. And yes, I often miss them when they aren’t here. But also, I so very much love my time alone. I love the quiet. No interruptions. Following my own rhythm...

Thoughts on Rest & Intimidating Women

Yesterday was a hard day. I muddled through the morning well enough, no yelling to get the boys out of the house early for my oldest son’s piano lesson before school. I had hoped to then be able to walk my other boy the 5 blocks to kindergarten but I got pulled back...