I have always had a strained relationship with my family. It is something that I had come to terms with a long time ago. However, when I had children, the focus on family, along with many other things, shifted greatly. I no longer had only my feelings to consider, reflect on and overcome. I had two other very fragile hearts and minds to think about.
I made a conscious effort to make the best of a tough situation. When we were around my parents, brother or sister, I put on a smile and…Continue
Last night my 6-year-old son went to bed with a lost tooth under his pillow. Next to the tooth was a note to the tooth fairy telling her how awesome she is and how he couldn't wait see what she left for him.
This morning my son woke up to the joy of finding money under his pillow. He ran up to me and his 10-year-old sister in his pajamas and bedhead to tell us the exciting news. I smiled a big smile. His sister, though clearly at the age where she is hugely skeptical about the tooth…Continue
The other night my husband and I were watching an old movie on TV. Apparently we were talking or laughing too loudly (or at least not waiting long enough before our kids fell asleep) because about 10 minutes in my 5-year-old son came out into the hallway and loudly declared that we were "keeping him awake." We chuckled to ourselves, vowed to "keep the noise down" and sent him back to bed. He slept just fine after that and it got me thinking about the noises we hear as kids at night. Those…Continue
When I lost my Dad four years ago, I felt sad and lost. I was always close with my Dad and not having him around anymore left me with an empty feeling, so many loose ends and a inner struggle to put closure on something that I did not feel was really, truly closed. Since then, I held onto my Mom as a reminder of my parents as a whole entity. She was my tether to an era that was now only in my mind and memories. She was the one piece I had to connect me to the puzzle of where I came from, how…Continue