When was the last time you took time to participate in an activity simply for the joy of it? When was the last time you took time to play? Many of us have moved beyond the recreation of ... Read More about Play
Quiet (And A Few Ways to Get Some)
A few weeks ago, Glendon and I were processing our very full and difficult summer. Between his camp schedule and subsequent absence, and my intense writing work, we looked more like the proverbial ... Read More about Quiet (And A Few Ways to Get Some)
Staircase
When we first walked through the front door of our home five years ago, we marveled at the shiny, well-maintained hardwood floors and staircase. While these amenities were not on our short wish list, ... Read More about Staircase
Health
Years ago, I believed that moving toward and maintaining a more physically healthy lifestyle meant I had to make MAJOR life changes ALL AT ONCE. My to do list looked something like ... Read More about Health
Breath
Breathing, the normal process of inhaling and exhaling air from our lungs, is a practice most of us do without having to think about it. Unless we’re in a situation that requires a heightened ... Read More about Breath
Enough
When my son Jude was 7 years old, he told me about a peer in his class who smelled “funny.” As I asked specific questions to better understand his use of the word “funny,” I discovered that he wasn’t ... Read More about Enough
![When I think back to the early months of motherhood, those bleary-eyed, overwhelming days (nights?) of colic and learning the needs of my first born, I can hardly believe we're here.
The toddler who traipsed around in Huggies and heels, singing made-up tunes and chatting with her hilarious imaginary friend, Lackey, outgrew my heels two years ago. And for the past year, I've been looking up to her--literally.
The longer I parent, the more I discover this gift to be one long, winding road of learning to let go. From the moment she said, "My do it, Mommy," I knew we had begun to leave the days of her tiny hand snuggled in mine.
And while I know these seasons of greater independence are part of her journey, I'm still surprised when they arrive with another milestone at my door, another invitation to release. Some days I ache to hold on just a little longer.
Happy 17th, Sissy.
You're a gift to our home, to your friends, to this aching world.
[ID: A white teen girl with brown hair in 2 braids, wearing black leggings and a black hoodie, is walking in the woods. Sun beams are coming through the trees as she walks away from the camera.]
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