The Urban Farm Era Coming to a Close

Last week as I processed the pearl-sized loss of my goldfish I got hit with another small loss. On the anniversary of my dad’s passing, my sweet Tinkerbell was taken from the coop by raccoons. Tink was a beautiful bantam Buff Brahma that we acquired in June 2016. A result of a very cruel seniorContinue reading “The Urban Farm Era Coming to a Close”

Little Things We Take for Granted, are Big to Others

One of the greatest gifts I have received from having a child with developmental and physical delays is that I no longer take things for granted. During my pregnancy with Justin, I devoured the What to Expect books like Crème Brûlée. They were treasured maps and guides. When Justin not only met but exceeded whatContinue reading “Little Things We Take for Granted, are Big to Others”

New Year, Recurring Fear

There is something beautiful about starting a new year. Each year is a recurring clean slate. The past year is behind us, and a new year is ahead. I was extra excited that January 1st fell on a Sunday this year. I love to plan my week on Sunday mornings. I time block my week,Continue reading “New Year, Recurring Fear”

Advocacy Her Way

Learning has always been something I enjoyed. I was the kid that could not wait to go to school. I loved the discovery and excitement in each new day. I continue to study, learn, grow, and be curious. Throughout my educational journey, I have had some pretty wonderful (and not-so-wonderful) teachers, but my greatest teacherContinue reading “Advocacy Her Way”

Recovering Puddle Jumper

I went from whimsy to woeful and back again in the past several weeks. I appreciate those of you that have come along for the wild emotional ride. Amid life being Lifey, I have neglected to celebrate some wins. Noteworthy things happened in the past few weeks, but I have minimized them. This is commonContinue reading “Recovering Puddle Jumper”

Gratitude Can Cut Through the Darkness

Storms will always be a part of life. There isn’t any way to avoid them. We pray they will pass quickly, but we are at their mercy. How do we ride out the inevitable storms? What strategies can we use to weather them with less damage? How do we come through the season of badContinue reading “Gratitude Can Cut Through the Darkness”

I See a Little Whimsy on the Horizon

What a difference a day makes, I thought. Today I feel like I can breathe again. There is hope on the horizon. No, nothing has really changed, except maybe my attitude. I chose to stay in the trenches for the past few weeks without trying to climb out. I felt isolated, sad, and overwhelmed. EmbracingContinue reading “I See a Little Whimsy on the Horizon”

Not the Sanctuary of My Dreams

Why isn’t the joy bubble refilling faster? I thought we were writing something whimsical and fun this week? What is wrong with you? Snap out of it. (The A side of my chatter) Give yourself a break. November is already a weird month for you. You often get the blues around this time of theContinue reading “Not the Sanctuary of My Dreams”

Whimsy to Woeful

It’s quickly approaching 1 am. I am sitting on the floor in the living room, surrounded by a sea of towels. A stack of clean. A stack of dirty and a stack of—I am not even sure at this point. Emily is leaning her head on my chest, and we are covered in a bigContinue reading “Whimsy to Woeful”