Finding the Gratitude

A little waterlogged and weary from the chaotic weather we have been having, I paused to remember that when things are this crazy, it is important that I can find the gratitude.   For me, paralyzed with fear as I watched the rain accumulate, the street flooding and knowing that if we lose power, our…

Noah Forgot To Call

Waking up this Sunday morning, I wasn’t surprised that it was raining.  It has rained for forty days and forty nights.  Okay, exaggeration, but close.   Our street can resemble lakefront property when the amount is large, which this morning, it has been reported that over 5 inches fell in under 2 hours.  So, putting…

Speaking of Shark Week

I jumped on the social media bandwagon just like everyone else.   It became a way to reconnect with old friends and have fake relationships with people that I either barely know or don’t know at all.    With my job as a columnist, it became an important part of my job to be accessible…

Marriage…..The Harsh Reality

So this morning I read a blog post about the writer’s thoughts on marriage after the news of Ben Afleck and Jennifer Garner divorcing was announced.  She indicated that she felt that marriage was relatively easy and her husband shared the same view.  Really?  Unless you’re in a vegetative state, this union is hard work.…

On a Dime

Life is ever-changing.   We can plan and plan meanwhile still be surprised at the unexpected.   This morning as I drove Bailey to camp, my low pressure symbol came on alerting me to a problem with one of my tires.   As I navigated the expressway, I thought it was just a slow leak.…

Living in Bulk

We are a society that thrives on buying in bulk.    Everyone needs 500 paper plates, right?  So, while we buy our basics in bulk, I like to stock up on my emotional “tools”.  Having emotional tools in bulk relieves me from that panic that sets in when confronted with uncomfortable situations.   I have…

Martyrdom…..The Struggle is Real

After years of avoiding my outdoor studio formerly known as the boy’s playhouse, I recreated a new space.   Out with the cumbersome desk and in with some comfortable chairs that have occupied various venues in our home.  Making this retreat has not only stimulated my creative thought process, but it has provided me with…

The Process

So this declutter movement that I am currently involved in, has expanded beyond what I even imagined.  Gobs and gobs of crap that has literally reproduced while hidden away in the corners of my home.   I have discarded more items than I have kept and that goes for anything sentimental.   After my Dad…