I recall loving the ocean when I was little. Except for the salty taste on my lips after I went swimming. And all the sand in our car. Maybe I did not like it as much as I thought I did. I mean, I liked it, but I didn’t really appreciate it. My parents enjoyed going…
Going on a Date
I brush my hair in front of the mirror that I have used for almost eight years. The counter below is probably coated in a few layers of hairspray and has always been too low for my liking, even though I am short. This mirror has seen me postpartum and post cry. I have taken both mental…
Waves
We parked our little suv on the sand and cement, just feet away from the ocean. We unloaded bags full of towels, sunscreen and toys. Probably a sippy cup or two. As we crossed the wooden walkway, the turquoise and white ocean presented itself in true beauty. There was no one else there, except one…
Daddy
His arms were the safest place when I was a child. They were comforting like a blanket, yet like a steel trap that no one could break through. His voice usually meant things were okay, unless they were not. Then it was more stern, but still his. His sideburns brushed against my face when I would…
Faces and Places of Mom 2.0 & Some BIG News!
Florida is a magical place. The Ritz Carlton is even more magical. The most magic though, is found in my friends. Writers, influencers, go-getters, travelers, drivers, down-right passionate people. The last session I attended at Mom 2.0 2017 was small and intimate, and those of us in the room dug a little deep, while…
I Trust in You
The first word of this post should be Jesus, with a comma after it. So, the post should really be titled Jesus, I Trust in You. I didn’t use that title because I want people to be open to reading this and I am guessing there are many people that would not if I put the name…
Wings
A few years ago I bought some cute little wooden pieces of art. One has a lovely bird and the other has white angel-like wings and the letters F L Y. I am not a huge fan of actual birds (except maybe the gorgeous cardinals present around the trees in my yard) but I love pretty artwork…
Clarity
When I was a teenager I would sit on the floor in my bedroom, right behind the door. There was a full length mirror on the back of my bedroom door and while sitting there, I would stare deep into my own eyes. I would do this for a while, until I got this strange feeling, like…
Trusting
A friend texted me yesterday morning, asking if I had read a book called “Night”, by Elie Wiesel. Since I had not heard of the book, I looked it up online. After reading the quick synopsis, my mind immediately thought, “I cannot read this book right now”. In the meantime, I texted her and asked,…
Bullet Journals, Only Love Today & Take Flight
You know what is really cool? Paper. (It’s also cool when two random people in your life say you look like you’ve lost weight, within a week’s time. Just sayin’.) Anyway, I’ve always liked paper. To save, to cut, to write on, to tear, to use to draw or glue or paint on. Paper rocks….