I’m an all or nothing kind of gal. It’s not a trait that has served me well over the years. I take on new projects and set out on new quests with gusto, only to abandon ship when my plan doesn’t quite pan out the way I had intended or when the going is a…
Start small, but start SOMEWHERE
Keeping Pace with Your Companions Can Be Overrated
“If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.” – Henry David Thoreau Boy. Good ‘ol Henry sure knew what he was talking about, didn’t he? If that quote doesn’t perfectly…
Why I Don’t Have Any New Year’s Resolutions (and Maybe You Shouldn’t Either)
I got sober on an unexpected evening in June. I inhaled my last Marlboro light in the early hours of a September morning I’ve pledged to be more kind more present less selfish once in March, twice in August, a half -dozen times between Halloween and Thanksgiving Today I woke up without…
His Hands Hurt Me
He comes to me his hands bloodied covered in raw wounds but there are no tears He doesn’t know what to do so he holds his hands out to me red swollen limp and i feel a shudder invade my heart I kiss them lingering wondering hating and i taste the blood on…
We Used to be Siblings. Now We’re Sisters.
A few months ago, while cleaning out a closet, my sister Aggie stumbled upon a piece of the past, a small shard of our lives as siblings. Folded and tucked inside a small Sanrio Keroppi tin she used to use as a piggy bank, was a note my little sister had written to me in…
Polish Sausage Sandwiches Deserve to be Passed Down
“Oh my God. What is that smell?” “Eww! Where is it coming from?” “I’m gonna barf!” “Um, yeah, um, gross………um, yuck…….that’s so, um….ewww.” I tried my best to join in on the running commentary regarding the foul smell filling up my 3rd grade classroom a. Because it really did smell. b. Because the smell was…
How an iPad can give a voice to special needs children
Andrew is kicking some serious communication ass thanks to his iPad (which, if you recall, he received from a guardian angel by the name of Gary James back in August of this year). I’ve written a pretty fantabulous article about the whole darn thing for my column with OC Moms for The Orange County Register…