Or, maybe…life is not a math formula. And neither is love. I’m a little worn out by these messages suggesting life is formulatic. If you do this, you will get this. In order for a formula to pass muster (or whatever math people call it), it has to be provable …
I don’t believe in Self Esteem. Self esteem became a thing as I entered the professional world. I remember it because there were active discussions about how ALL the kids should get a trophy at the awards so it would help their self esteem. And we were taking lots of …
Between all the coffee, obsessive vacuuming and keeping Little Sir alive, I write. I also have a paycheck career in social services and education, but I’ve been on hiatus since Little Sir came along. This week, I’m joining in with some friends to talk about our writing projects. We’re all …
Or maybe…you can forgive purely, honestly and without any kind of dirty gray ring around the edges of your apology as though it isn’t real just because you don’t forget. Maybe you don’t really need to forget because the lessons you learned from the conflict and the resolution are too …
Happy Valentine’s Day. Did I sound sincere? I do wish you a happy Valentine’s day, but have a hard time saying it with a straight face. It’s such a manufactured cheesy day, but it’s not like I want to wish you a bad Valentine’s day. When I first started this …
I’m cheating this week because I don’t have a post ready and the time set aside to get one ready got used up by something else. But here is something I want to share and get your feedback. As you might recall, I live in a forest, work from home …