Right now six little boys are running commando through my house. Wait a second. Scratch that. Running around pretending to BE commandos. Phew. I was going to get in trouble there. A special ops battle rages complete with sticks, plastic weapons, more sticks, and the occasional cape (commandos ... Read More about The War of November 4, 2013
Finding Good When Life Messes With Me
I can’t believe it is October! August and September ran away with me and I have no idea how I even got here. There was lots of good and a whole mess that didn't go my way. (Obviously, since my last post was the end of July. Sigh.) I don’t even remember August, so we are going to skip that month. ... Read More about Finding Good When Life Messes With Me
Lost for Words
It has been 24 hours since I returned from She Speaks where close to 1000 women gathered together with a shared belief in the power of words. Words. Transforming, powerful, life-giving words. Personal truths spoken aloud. Penned on a page. Typed and sent off into cyberspace. We believe in the ... Read More about Lost for Words
Chasing Dreams: She Speaks 2013
“Mommy, if I hold one end of your scarf and you hold the other then we will always be connected no matter how far you go,” he says while wrapping his sticky sweet fingers around the scarf that hangs around my neck. I’m trying to untangle myself from my two boys. The scarf thief and the other one ... Read More about Chasing Dreams: She Speaks 2013
Here come the boys! Counting my blessings one dirty sock at a time.
I'm not quite sure why I am not asleep right now. God knows I should be (seriously, He does - He told me "Go to bed, Stephanie!") And I will - soon. Promise! Right now I am enjoying a quiet house. My little boys have spent the week at "Nana and Papa Camp" and will be bursting through my front ... Read More about Here come the boys! Counting my blessings one dirty sock at a time.
Giving up, Giving in, and Getting Up Again
"I feel like your identity has become your illness. It's like you've given up and given into it. I married a fighter. Where is she?" Ouch. Nothing like a romantic marathon date at the Melting Pot to give my husband and I the space to speak the hard. Amidst the four courses (of ... Read More about Giving up, Giving in, and Getting Up Again