Love More, Judge Less
they did not tell me it would hurt like this no one warned me about the heartbreak we experience with friends where are the albums i thought there were no songs sung for it i could not find the ballads or read the books dedicated to writing the grief we fall into when friends leave
Twenty years ago, I walked into dog rescue quite literally by accident. While home from France for the winter holidays, I went with my bestie Carey to the Connecticut Humane Society to help search for her first dog. Initially reluctant to join her, I thought seeing all the undeservingly homeless dogs would break my heart. Which, predictably, it
I had my first encounter with hate this week from a family member, someone I loved and trusted. It shook me. The bathroom debate has stirred up a lot of fear, hate, and anger. Some of it from surprising places. Until I stop and think about it. And then…maybe not. We sent out cards to
Our good friend and honorary “Auntie” Jill passed away over a year ago. Her funeral was held on my 37th Birthday. We mourned well into the summer that year and whenever I visit her Nursing Facility, I grieve. My children grew up visiting the Nursing Home to see Auntie Jill and Grandma Joyce, a weekly
I’m really lucky that I’ve been blessed with incredible in-laws. My father-in-law (FIL) and mother-in-law (MIL) are awesome and my grams-in-law was too. Unfortunately grams passed away this past Thursday and we laid her to rest yesterday. I was inspired by many of the posts here last week about remembering loved ones and the importance
My father-in-law passed away in March and this is our first Thanksgiving without him. Thanksgiving was “his” holiday. He loved it above any other (although 4th of July was a close second). When J and I became “serious” about each other and started spending holidays together, Thanksgiving went to his family and we spent Christmas
Have you ever heard the old saying – “bigger kids, bigger problems?” It might seem pessimistic to think things with my kids will only get worse as they get older, but instead I try to keep this saying in mind to calm me when I’m worrying about something with one of my two small kids.
I’m happy to be among the few who can say that they really enjoy their in-laws. My in-laws are a loving, kooky, and generally awesome bunch. There’s the matriarch, Bubby, who is independent, quick-witted, and a fabulous hostess, even at the age of ::ahem::…basically, she’s everything I want to be when I grow up. Her late
