Lately I’ve been thinking…am I brave? I always considered myself to be brave. I’ve managed some extremely difficult situations. I’ve tried new things. I’ve gone to new places. I moved away from home to live in a new city with less than $1000 in my pocket. I’ve stood up for myself. I’ve spoken in front
Ya know, the funny thing about change is that it’s not always welcomed. And let me tell you, it certainly wasn’t welcomed by me. I wasn’t prepared. I wasn’t ready. Everything happened way too fast.
My boys and I have been going through some pretty major changes recently with their dad moving out of the house. I’ve been trying my best to keep things as “normal” as possible for them, whatever that means. I’m starting to question what “normal” is for me so I can’t even imagine how hard it
We are at a critical point. We have a chance to step forward, to become a more accepting, loving, supportive, unified society. But change is scary, difference is scary, religious books are open to interpretation, especially by megalomaniacs who profit off the fear and division they can sow in others, and politicians like to sound like they know what they’re talking about. It’s a messy, loud, sometimes chaotic sort of progress, and one that puts a vulnerable community in the crosshairs.
I have recently come to the rather painful decision that I need to end my blogging tenure with CTWorkingMoms. I admit, I’ve found this decision to be much more difficult than I imagined, and though I imagined feeling a bit of relief once I gave myself permission to let this go, I feel much more sadness
I feel like my posts have been really negative recently, pretty much since the moment I announced my pregnancy. It’s kind of like when you were younger and had a boyfriend, you always had that one friend who ended up hating him because all you told her was the negative stuff. Hey, you have to
I’ve been having a rough few days and I’m an emotional roller coaster. This has led to a great case of writer’s block. I’ve started and deleted this post three times. I really have nothing positive to say, no earth shattering words of wisdom, no cute story from my house to yours. I had