I once wrote that having a blog is like being the poorly paid CEO of a company of one.
The last week has been pretty rough on me, even with the weekend’s festivities.
Today, I take comfort in the courage I have gained by making the decisions I do here. And, more than that, I take joy in the knowledge that y’all who come back time and again support me, even if you don’t agree with my every decision.
That is a wellspring of strength for me, and for that–for you–I am thankful.
My childhood birthday parties were, like my entire childhood, awkward. Three groups of kids attended:
1. My siblings
2. My best friend, whose mom regretted her daughter could find no better friend Read more…
Five years ago a handful of hours from now, I held my newborn baby in my arms and felt the wonder of loving someone so new so immensely.
I’ve watched that tiny baby grow into a little boy, my Li’l D, first smiling, than laughing, then toddling, then running, and now capable of so much I can barely believe it. Didn’t I just bring him home from the hospital?
For almost exactly five years now, I have
changed his diapers
changed his clothing
wept to see my dying mom hold him
walked with him
run with him
let him go
welcomed him back Read more…
Last week I wrote about a little reminder to live in the now. I’m going to go back there in a moment, but first … I wanted to share this image of my sweet reminder.
Starbucks has never been more fun.
when he smiles,
looks you in the eye,
(with a straight face)
tells you who you are
when he mistakes
how much you care
what he does
tell him, but
to smile back
will not be heard;
best to preserve
to hear them)
“Mommy, look what I drew, Mommy!”
“That’s lovely.” I’m not quite sure what it is, but his enthusiasm really is inspiring.
“Mommy! I added a line! Look, Mommy! Mommy, look! Mommy!”
“Oh, my word! Can you please give me a second?” Read more…