Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness. -Allen Ginsberg aka, my favorite #wellnesswednesday Advertisements
I have three little boys. Like many of you, I spent Mother’s Day opening handmade cards, unwrapping decorated flower pots, and reading through “All About My Mom” books made at school, in which I learned that my favorite thing to do is cook corn, my favorite thing to eat is corn, and when I’m not… Read More To the heartbroken on Mother’s Day
A few Mother’s Days ago, I got the surprise of a lifetime. When the local paper published a tiny little story I wrote. A bit later, I decided to start this silly blog. A few of you kinda liked it, Roseanne (before her big comeback) gave it a little shout out. And even if it… Read More Maaaaybe call it a comeback
Today I was reminded that our lives are filled with exciting ups and difficult downs. But despite it all, as much as we may want to freeze time or roll it backward, life just keeps moving us forward. Hope you’re all enjoying the ride.
So. I wrote a children’s book. And, I swear I never say this about my own work, but this book is so incredibly amazing that every parent around the entire world will be counting the hours until they can read it to their child, over and over again, every single night, for the rest of their lives. Maybe in the… Read More The Cutthroat World of…Children’s Books?
Once, there was a little blog. A little blog of mine. I’d check on it every day. Sometimes twice. To make sure it was fine. And someday when life slows down. And pigs have flown. I’ll log back on again. And like old friends, we’ll nestle in. That little blog of mine.
I used to have this thing, where I was too embarrassed to mention you for fear of making people feel uncomfortable. I mean, death is awkward and depressing. But I’m over that now. When it comes to lives, you certainly lived a wonderful one. When it comes to kindness, selflessness, intelligence and humor, I can’t think of many… Read More A Letter to My Mother, On the Anniversary of Her Death
For 19 years, I was lucky enough to have the most amazing mom ever to have lived on this earth. That’s her in the photo, wasn’t she ridiculously beautiful? I always loved the colors in the background, the silver lining around the Pacific waves that somehow emphasize the honey highlights in her hair. See, beautiful,… Read More To the Mommyless Moms on Mother’s Day
My oldest boy is learning to write. He can’t quite get those tricky w’s, and he writes his sixes backwards. Right now, he loves homework. I mean not just a little, when he’s sent home with an assignment, it’s like Christmas morning for this kid. He cries if we can’t make it to a school… Read More Passing Penmanship
April is National Poetry Month. I’ve decided to celebrate by sharing the first poem I ever wrote…many…many moons ago.