Happiness. This is what I see when I look at this photo. Not crazy happy like everything is perfect, far from it, but we are happy. For this one moment in time, I see smiles, silliness, love and summer. We are all together and it’s my happiness. This weekend is always an emotional one for
Lately I’ve been thinking… I wonder if I could be considered a successful adult. There are times when I’ve doubted the choices I’ve made and wonder if I’ve made the wrong choices. Did those choices I made along the way keep me from “success”? And this got me thinking… What is success? I think, for
Have you ever seen the movie Garden State with Zach Braff and Natalie Portman? I absolutely love that movie but I’ve found it makes me incredibly sad so often I’ll see it on as I’m flipping through my channels and I’ll actually force myself to keep moving. One scene I always shed a few tears
Dear Timo, Every year on your birthday, I look at photos of you, and I marvel… and cry. Somehow, in the blink of an eye, you have gone from a 5 pound newborn to a 5 year-old boy. Beautiful at birth, delicate and serene, we fawned over your exquisite bone structure… which was quickly obscured
Is it too late to talk about New Years’ goals…or intentions? I’m one of those who doesn’t make resolutions because it sets me up for failure. What works for me is to set up a goal for each month. For instance, in January, my monthly goal is to move my body in some way for
Lately I’ve been thinking… Am I happy? There was a point in my adult life when I knew, for a fact, I was not happy. I was not depressed. I was able to find some joy but I was definitely not living a happy life. I was overwhelmed, worried, and bombarded by stress
Helicopter parents are a readily identifiable species: Omnipresent, hovering, constantly scanning the area for dangers (both real and imagined) that might warrant swooping in to rescue their beloved child(ren). Many people know at least a few who fit that description, and some of us will recognize ourselves therein. Although I do not know if there
Baking is my way of interacting with people through their stomachs rather than through words because sometimes the talking becomes too much, even for a people person.
I genuinely wish everyone could take a trip to Anajali. I know people say that Disneyland is called the Happiest Place on Earth, but for me Anajali was that place.
Life is rough, and sometimes it just plain sucks, but we need to face it head on. So let’s get out there, moderately happy thirtysomethings, and take on the day!
