Disposable

Fifteen years ago, I was just starting out as a grown up. I was newly married, pregnant with my second child, and thought I had to buy a house. We looked at 63 homes before deciding on the one we’re still in to this day. And by we, I mean my kids. And myself. And our yellow lab. The husband…

Of Love and Lard

When I was a kid, one of my favorite things was my grandma’s fried chicken. It was soooooo good. I can’t even begin to explain to you how good. Our entire family used to gather at her house on Sunday afternoons after church, and many of those Sundays she would make fried chicken. I remember watching her work in the…

Addicted

Two weeks ago I wrote about unplugging from social media. (You can read that one here.) As soon as I posted that blog entry on social media, I decided to put my iPhone down for the day. Funny thing….by the middle of the afternoon, I was a nervous wreck. I wonder how many people have read the blog today? I…

Unplugged

Ah, life. Some days I get everything right. Yoga at 5 a.m. Dinner in the crockpot at 6 a.m. Poached eggs and berries for breakfast. 5 minutes early to my first meeting at 7:30 a.m. School pickup on time, basketball practice at 5:30 p.m., dinner at the table with music playing and happy kids with bluebirds swirling around our heads……

Stained

Most of the time I am pretty even-tempered. But every once in a while, I blow my stack. And when I do, it ain’t pretty. Friday night was one of those times. I was exhausted after a very long and thankless work week. I just wanted to come home after my cousin’s surprise party and collapse to sleep. But my…

Contagious

My son was diagnosed with autism over 10 years ago. We’ve been through so many public humiliations that not much really ruffles me anymore. Yesterday morning my friend Beth shared a post on Facebook that really grabbed me. It was about a mom who had a kiddo with ADHD who was reprimanded in Walmart by a stranger. I remember those…

Ready

Last week I received a Facebook message from an old friend. Her youngest son had been diagnosed with autism, and our mutual friends suggested she contact me for guidance and support. That happens a lot. And I’m happy to respond and help when I can. After we set details and coffee, I accepted her friend request and went to her…