I’m Starting a Business
It's tough out there for dreamers. I've decided to capitalize on that. With my new business, I'm sharing my wealth of experience on not letting any random business idea make it past a long drive in the country. It's money-back guaranteed. You're gonna love it.
Time is Not the Enemy
Maybe time is a thief, but it is also the giver of precious moments with the people we love most in the world. When we mark the memories, we build an altar that time can’t take away.
Vacation should be more like quitting.
A year after writing a book about how to feel like I am the boss of me, I actually am my own boss. Unfortunately, I still didn’t vacation like I wish. I had trouble relaxing, and it reminded me vacation should feel more like quitting.
The Shoulda List
My list of things I should have been in this life—some more far-fetched than others. Some are the plot of a TV show from the eighties or a movie remake from an Audrey Hepburn film. All are more appealing than day jobs.
A Very Good Day
When my son Jake was five, he asked me a scary question as I went through chemotherapy and looked far more ill than sarcoma had made me. He wondered if I would get better or die. He graduated high school today. I couldn’t answer him for sure back then. Today, I can.
Say it Again
Sometimes I feel sad or desperate or afraid. When it happens, it’s familiar. I know I have felt sad before. And I know I don’t feel sad always, yet I imagine feeling it forever. Apparently, I live here now. That’s what I think.
From what I understand, our natural brain connections are the worst.
Good Questions
I love great questions. They help us know our own minds and help us move. They’re better conversation starters, and they can help us think about the simple and beautiful now.
This Chapter is for Grandma
A tribute to my beautiful grandmother who shines bright in chapter eight of my book, The Thank You Room. She left us Easter morning, 2024. She was many things I hope to be.
Sincerely, Me
I’m thinking of designing notecards. Or just telling you about this delightful Kate Spade version that brings me joy.
3 Surprising Signs of Happiness
There is no standard definition for happiness. We mostly have to judge it by its components. These are three surprising signs that you are fully alive and yourself, which is of course one way to describe happiness.
I Want to be Known for This
“I want to be known for the things I love.” These lyrics from the Taylor Swift song Daylight speak for me as I return to blogging. Here is where I write about the things I love in life, the things that bring me awesome joy.
Can’t Reply; at the Movies
I’m starting a new regular on the blog called ON THIS DAY, and today is the day my son suggested a version of me I always want to be.
Water & Sunlight to the Best in You
What if instead of turning toward the things that don’t feel right (a job I’m in, a piece of writing that won’t take shape), I turn toward the things about which I feel confident? What might happen if my energy goes to the things in my life I want to grow? My hope is that it crowds out all the rest.
How to Write a Book Review if You Feel Like It
Writing book reviews is a great way to support the authors you love. They can be a chore, though. These are ideas for rating and reviewing books to be helpful to other readers - which is the real goal behind any review.
52 Ways to Be the Boss of You
In July 2023, I published a new book, 52 Ways to Be the Boss of You, Your, Mood, and Your Day. This is the story behind the book.
How We Got Here
the mamaversary post
In life, as in my mamaversary posts, I try to avoid surprise and astonishment about the speed with which we change from worn out mothers of toddlers, infants, and little league players to mothers of people who drive. I try not to wonder how we got here. Today, my oldest son is twenty-three, and I’m thinking about exactly how we got here.
A Dream Wedding & Other Sorts of Joy
Apparently, July 2nd was halfway through the year. It seems like a good time to write.
The first half of this year, my family and I were a tad preoccupied because the birthday boy from my annual mamaversary posts had the audacity to GET MARRIED. I managed to spend most of the front side of 2022 just thinking about this, really, planning a shower, arranging a rehearsal dinner, buying gifts, and ordering no fewer than four mother-of-the-groom dresses before one finally made me feel pretty.