Grrr. GGggHhhMmm. The low rumbling sounds are unmistakable, a tantrum is about to erupt. A full blown toddler tantrum of tears and stamped feet, a whirling dervish sweeping through the house. I have to stop it at all cost. My youngest and I are in the kitchen as a gloomy rainy falls. I’m sipping tea and surfing Facebook, she’s finished her breakfast and is too … Continue reading …mothering mistakes
I have not found a predictable rhythm in Quarantine Life. I have not been able to make sense of the days and nights and weeks. I wake, bouncing from one thing to another until at the end of the day there are more things on my Do List than on my Done List. Each member of my family is on a different schedule, sleeping, waking … Continue reading …irrational rhythm
I am so very thankful for the roof over my head, the food in my pantry, the love of my family, the grace of the Lord. I have nothing to complain about in these days of worldwide pandemic and crisis, yet my flesh is uncomfortable. I hear a judging voice in my head comparing my chaotic mess of a kitchen to the stunning Insta-worthy images … Continue reading …time to refuel
You don’t see it coming until it’s too, late. It creeps up on you. The days are ordinary, albeit full of the normal stresses of life. And then something happens, and the world feels quite different. Sitting on the beach, soaking up the sun and watching your children play at the water’s edge, it’s the tsunami wave sailing toward you from miles off, about to … Continue reading …the thief
People thought WW3 would be nuclear, a rogue nation with a big huge bomb. Instead the world is now at war with a micro-organism that we cannot see, smell or hear. It has swept in silently, like a snow squall on a winter’s day, blanketing our world in contagion. The World is at WAR against COVID19. The front lines are not traditional battlefields, the … Continue reading …the snow squall
In the days when every night ended with multiple glasses of wine, my daily responsibilities and routine were the switch that kept my drinking in check. The carpool and committee meetings, and the daily tasks I carried out as Family Manager, ensured that no wine was poured before 5pm. God knew that the time would come for me when those superficial controls would disappear. Children would go … Continue reading …5 o’clock
For as long as I can remember, a glass of milk has been my go to comfort drink. Long before I spiraled into glass after glass of wine to silence the voices in my head, I drank milk to ease my nerves. I even downed a glass before walking down the aisle! Last night at 2 a.m., after tossing and turning for far too long, I … Continue reading …comforting
The January sky is gray and the air cool, but not cold, with a threat of rain. You know the kind of day that makes you want to stay in your pj’s, curled up in bed, binge watching a series on your iPad. It’s the kind of day you have when life has kept you in fast forward for weeks since the 6:30am phone call … Continue reading …a tap on the shoulder
I stumbled on a video yesterday, the morning of July 4th. While it felt like a random encounter, I know God placed it in my path to find, saying “Watch This”, on a day when I would be able to receive the messages it contained. The video was actually produced and aired about 9 months ago, but I was drinking then, and I didn’t see … Continue reading Watch this….
I know that the tone of my last few posts has not been my normal, positive, self reflective, encouraging, faith based self. Last night I discovered why! I thought it was the life stresses and storm clouds building, that was bringing me down. I thought it was the disruption of my schedule that the end of school brings with it that was causing me distress. … Continue reading What a relief….