Mental Health, Opinion, self care

Mama Said

I didn't sleep well Sunday into Monday. I woke up with a sore back and high fasting blood sugar. I ate a leftover mini-quiche then felt nauseous and had intense diarrhea. The Metformin is like that. I scrolled through my twitter feed to find more bad news, more negativity, more sad pictures, and more reminders… Continue reading Mama Said

Mental Health, Opinion, self care

Self Care Sunday – Apologizing

When we think of selfcare we so often focus on just the fun parts: bubble baths, Netflix marathons, cups of tea, and good books. But caring for yourself involves so much more than just being warm and cuddly. Sometimes taking care of yourself also means doing the things you need to do. In my new… Continue reading Self Care Sunday – Apologizing

Mental Health

Self Care Sunday – Lawn Care

When we think of selfcare we so often focus on just the fun parts: bubble baths, Netflix marathons, cups of tea, and good books. But caring for yourself involves so much more than just being warm and cuddly. Sometimes taking care of yourself also means doing the things you need to do. In my new… Continue reading Self Care Sunday – Lawn Care

Bereavement, motherhood, Parenthood

If Mothers Day Is Hard

If Mothers Day is hard, I understand this too well. There were many Mothers Days when I couldn't call my mom. There were years of frustration, pain, and anger. Even after her death I'm still coming to terms with how our relationship did and didn't work and so for me, Mothers Day is hard. My… Continue reading If Mothers Day Is Hard

Bereavement, cancer, motherhood, Thirties, writing

Memory Lane: My Faucet Is Leaking

I'm starting a new series here where I'm sharing old posts from past blogs and giving them new life. I published this in July 2015, just a few months after my mother's cancer diagnosis. Rereading these words, almost three years later, is a surreal experience. And I wanted to share them. "The Faucet Is Leaking"… Continue reading Memory Lane: My Faucet Is Leaking

Bereavement, Mental Health, motherhood, Opinion, Thirties

You Will Not Use Me – Being The Child Of A Social Climber

I grew up knowing with absolute certainty one thing about my mother: she knew how to recognize useful people. For better or worse, she had a keen sense of who she could charm and how to charm them in order to get the most out of that relationship. My mother had a knack for befriending… Continue reading You Will Not Use Me – Being The Child Of A Social Climber