Last night, my daughter asked me how to get a flat tummy, and she sucked her little belly in. “I want it flat, I don’t want it fat, like this” and she exhaled her tummy back out. She’s six. I know I’ve been pulled back into my eating disorder but I thought I was keepingContinue reading “Ready to Burn”
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Mom Tips
If you sit on the couch, you’ll be asked for something. If you sit in your room, you’ll be asked for something. If you sit at the table, you’ll be asked for something. But if you sit on the floor of your kitchen, you can find temporary peace. There’s a frightening amount of Cheerios andContinue reading “Mom Tips”
Sondheim, SLOHS and The Woods
Thank you for the glimmer
Tax Suitcase of Keep Forever Things:
I keep my Keep Forever things in the tax suitcase because there are two things in life you can count on, death, and that I’m-going-to-keep-that-forever.
My Mother, the activist
My mother would never describe herself as an activist,But I do. She never allowed Nestle in the house,She vetoed Carl’s Jr on every road trip,And never participated in Black Friday. My mother was an activist, in her way. With three kids to raise, a husband, and a job to juggle, She protested with her purse,RefusingContinue reading “My Mother, the activist”
Stingy Strength
Strength gets a lot of glory, More than, I think, deserved. Vulnerability is truly generous,It says, “I trust you to see me.” I have been stingy in my strength,Thinking Strong was the peak. Tenderness is true bravery,May I find the courage to be Soft.
Confessions of a Depressive Optimist
I’m combing through boxes and came across a lot of old writing- some scribbled onto napkins and paper towels, some cursive on lined paper/backs of receipts, some typed and printed, This gem stood out. Call me Cassandra. “I wonder what will be born from a society that’s obsessed with commentary (ironic pause). It used toContinue reading “Confessions of a Depressive Optimist”
Confessions of a Depressive Optimist
I’m combing through boxes and came across a lot of old writing- some scribbled onto napkins and paper towels, some cursive on lined paper/backs of receipts, some typed and printed, This gem stood out. Call me Cassandra. “I wonder what will be born from a society that’s obsessed with commentary (ironic pause). It used toContinue reading “Confessions of a Depressive Optimist”
Earth pores
Sometimes, when I get overwhelmed, I like to picture the planet. It’s been 20 years since I took Earth Science so cut me some slack on my visualization. But I picture the core, all molten and intense, and the mantle, and crust. And there we are, all life, just sitting on the skin of theContinue reading “Earth pores”
A Child who Notices
When you have a child who Notices, it takes longer to do everything because there are flowers to smell and shadows to chase and rainbows in puddles. When you have a child who Notices, you learn to leave a little earlier and that arriving late isn’t an emergency. Or you live in a constant stateContinue reading “A Child who Notices”