My journey to motherhood didn’t involve 9 months of pregnancy and a joyous delivery, but like all mamas, the first night I held my daughter, I felt that fierce surge to protect her at all cost surge through me. When we adopted Mak at seven years old, there were already so many things I didn’t … Continue reading Mama’s protection.
As I've shared before, I've blogged for ten years. Over at Shine From the Inside, I started a meager little blog my freshman year of college and documented the highs, lows, and random thoughts I had as I ventured through those formative years, already engaged and daydreaming of marrying my childhood sweetheart. I blogged through … Continue reading Published, shared, and liked.
I have been a middle school teacher for about eight years now, and you would think now that my own daughter has reached middle school age, I’d know what I’m doing. I always thought I would. When she was younger, I used to tell her daddy she was his to deal with - after all, … Continue reading Second firsts.
I have not done baby showers for at least ten years. I haven’t been to a baby shower, other than my own days before Mira was born, with very few exceptions, at all. In the last 7 or 8 years, I think I might have been to two. I remember a cousin’s years ago, … Continue reading The ache of loss: when their arms are full and yours are not.
To chalk paint or not to chalk paint? That might not be what Shakespeare meant, okay. I had my own Hamlet moment over Spring Break, but instead of holding some knife it was a quart of chalk paint. But seriously, is it nobler to break down and just buy new stuff, or takes arms and … Continue reading Master Bedroom Update.
It’s been five months. On April 26th, she will have been dead as long as she was alive. How have we made it through the last five months? With a lot of grace, to be honest. It has been hard. Do you know I haven’t blogged anywhere or wrote much since she died? Isn’t it … Continue reading living when your daughter is not
Check out that title... #alliteration I love having a pantry. Our kitchen at our old house was large and open after we moved the L-shaped peninsula bar and turned the kitchen into a large U-shape with a butcher-block island. It was probably the best feature of the house, to be honest. But, it still had … Continue reading My Pinterest-Perfect Pantry Project.