*names have been changed. There’s a door opening in my world right now and I am petrified. I am scared of failing, of upsetting others, of realizing I’m not cut out for this new world I’m about to enter. I’m a cocktail of nervous excitement, petrified fear, buzzing electricity and wavering doubts. I am… Continue reading Sometimes Later Never Comes
After someone I know saw an Instagram post of mine the other day where I shared my overwhelm and frustration of a bad day (made worse by a bad week), I received an email from this person telling me: “this is the time in your life to give up all your own extra-curricular activities” and… Continue reading The Liberation of “CareTooMuchItis”
I thought I was broken during my fertility struggles. I was emotionally and mentally in pieces and my body? Well, It wouldn’t do what I wanted. So it was broken too. Nothing was going to plan therefore everything was broken. As I crumbled, things around me crumbled. The engine in my car blew, my daughter… Continue reading I Cannot Be Broken
My husband tells me I’m surrounded by tragedy. I know too many people who’ve faced terrible circumstances. I laugh him off: I run a fertility charity, of course I know tragedy. I know tragedy intimately both from my own life’s journey (and those I love) and because I am the type of person people want… Continue reading Then The Tears Come: A Lesson in Tragedy, Perspective and Love
I’ve been hesitant to share this story, partially because it’s ongoing but mostly because it’s not fully my story to share. But it’s a story of generational trauma and family and unconditional love: things every single one of us can relate to in some way or another. It’s a story that has affected me my… Continue reading Healing Generational Trauma
Well, you can take the blog away from the writer but you can't truly take the writer away from the blog. I missed writing. I missed this blog. I was on the fence about returning for awhile. I had to do a lot of soul searching as to my reasons for quitting and… Continue reading Letting Go of What Others Think
When I was a little girl, I was afraid of the dark. I had a repeated nightmare of my house catching fire and everyone perishing. I’d be running frantically through the fire, dodging falling debris trying to save my family while simultaneously trying to find a way out through smoky vision and darkness. The fire… Continue reading Two Cents Tuesday: Sitting in the Dark
Each and every one of us, in every single waking moment, are choosing our thoughts. We are choosing what we think about, what we feel, what we believe. It is a choice to think we are ugly or unworthy or undeserving of that promotion. We have chosen to make excuses to not exercise or read… Continue reading Is What You’re Thinking True?
April is always a crazy month for me hence the lack of weekly blogs. But I turned 33 last Saturday and always enjoy sitting quietly for a few days before and after to reflect on the past year. Here's a few little nuggets I've learned: Let your kids sleep with you. They won’t want to… Continue reading 33 Things I Know at 33
To say I had a good childhood would be true...until I was 12 that is. Then shit hit the fan. To protect my family who may read this and for those who know them, I'll leave it to your imagination to understand how a young girl with a bright future chose victimhood, resentment, booze, sex… Continue reading My Past Doesn’t Define Me. It Inspires Me.