A couple of weeks ago I challenged my students to write down what they were thankful for and I did the same. Remembering what we valued most during this season was healing and affirming. Comment with what you're thankful for! Happy Thanksgiving!!!!
Fat. The grim reaper of women's self-esteem has entered my five-year old's vocabulary and I am livid. Not with her, but with our world. With myself. With you. I want to throw a tantrum. A hair pulling, limbs flailing tantrum at the unfairness of society's persistent hypersexualized, dysmorphic, skewed glorification of beauty that NO ONE can … Continue reading F-A-T
It was a normal summer day for us. We ran, we ate, we swam, and we ate some more. Today was a normal summer day, barring one exception, that being the moment when I found myself parenting a stranger's child. My daughter has always been fearless in the water. Up until last summer she would enthusiastically shout, "watch … Continue reading I yelled at a stranger’s kid today
Every morning on the way to school, my little love and I say our "good morning" prayer. As we drive, I say a little prayer for a day filled with safety, love, and gratitude. Then my sweet girl says her prayer. This morning she remained quiet after I finished, so I turned up the radio … Continue reading Good Morning Prayers
Sunday was an overcast and humid day. Looming rain clouds threatened to dump cascades of water on us at any moment. The trail on which we ran was quiet, the water beside us was peaceful. We pointed out turtles to each other and the brilliance of what little sun there was reflecting on the water. … Continue reading Fourteen Miles
Fear is a funny thing. It can take over our lives and turn us into the worst versions of ourselves. It may cause us to become bystanders, when we should be defenders. It may cause us to be followers, when we should be unpopular leaders. It may cause us to lash out, when we should … Continue reading We can choose compassion and hope in the face of fear
Over the past month, I've realized that my identity is not defined by the term "single mother." I know that as far as labels go, that's what I am, but it's not WHO I am. I'm just a mother, like any other. Although I was still married for the first two years of my little … Continue reading Family Dedication