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”

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”

Choosing Guilt Improved My Mental Health

Ever since I was a child, I prioritized the needs of others over my own needs. I never wanted to let others down. My desire to meet the needs of family, friends, and even strangers generally came before my willingness to recognize and care for my needs. On the rare occasion that I did somethingContinue reading “Choosing Guilt Improved My Mental Health”

Retreat or Workshop? Nope. It Was Magic

Did I agree to attend a workshop or a retreat? This thought came up less than a week before I would be flying across the country to spend 3 days in a cabin in the woods with nine perfect strangers I had never met in person. Didn’t I read a book like this by LianeContinue reading “Retreat or Workshop? Nope. It Was Magic”

Consistency: Built From Baby Steps

I was recently asked to share how I have consistently shown up for myself and the strategies or techniques I practice to create new habits. It hasn’t been a quick process. I only add (or subtract) one thing at a time. I have implemented change by practicing one small habit consistently. For example, getting upContinue reading “Consistency: Built From Baby Steps”