Just Doing Life
My Footprint
August always marks another trip around the sun for me. It is another year, a new age to embrace and another chance to make a footprint on this world. While I’ve added a few extra pounds this year (dammit!) and my boob size is 36 LONG, I continue to embrace myself...
Why Every Woman Needs True Trenchips
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature. ----Jane Austen I am always sad when I hear women who say they don’t have female friendships. My heart hurts because they are...
An Open Letter to Brandy Melville
Dear Brandy Melville, I have a beef with you. If I’m being honest, I think you suck. Sure, some of your clothes are cute and probably comfortable, but I abhor what you stand for. You represent the opposite of everything I work on daily with teenage girls in my...
The Older Your Child Gets, The Closer the Goodbye Becomes
I remember the first day of kindergarten. I remember how far away your senior year in high school seemed and how unimaginable it was that one day you would be leaving me. I once heard the older your child gets, the closer the goodbye becomes… and it’s so painfully...
Dear 50…
Dear 50, You got me. I ducked and dodged you all year and you finally caught me. Time is undefeated. Everyone says you’re just a number but we both know, it’s a big number. When I was a perky little twenty-something, I thought of 50-year-olds as over the hill,...
Evening of Dreams: A Night to Remember
Sometimes a picture doesn’t do a moment justice. The moment is too big, too amazing, too special. The picture may show smiles and happy faces but what the picture doesn’t tell is the love and kindness that has created the smiles and happy faces. The picture...
The Forgotten Question
As someone who spent her youth moving from base to base, living in different countries or states, attending six different schools before seventh grade, not a lot in my life was constant. Change was frequent, and a new adventure was around every corner, especially...
A Mom’s Magic at Christmas
“The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads” … Every year on Christmas Eve, I read “Twas the Night Before Christmas” to my kids. We all sit on one bed--usually a dog pile or WWE match occurs during the...
The Best Christmas Present I Hated
I remember it all too well, Christmas of 1977. My family was stationed in Plattsburgh, New York which during winter feels like the North Pole. Being raised in a military family, “extra money” was nonexistent. My parents were on a very tight budget but somehow,...
When Did Opening a Door Require an Apology?
Ever have one of those moments that should be so fleeting or benign but for some reason you can’t stop thinking about it? Someone says something in passing and while we usually forget those brief interactions, sometimes short-lived moments stick like gum on a shoe....
