Does anybody remember All Summer in A Day by Ray Bradbury? I feel like the little girl who was locked in a closet and missed the only day of sun. Except, instead of being locked in a closet by my classmates, I was imprisoned by my own busy-ness. We had that beautiful weekend of sunshine […]
I am so thankful for the life I lead. Sometimes I forget that. Sometimes I focus on ruffled feathers and unfulfilled expectations and the busy, busy. busy way I feel like I must operate during the holidays. I’m sad that this time of year often turns into emotional politics and obligations for me. Try as
I was very, very excited to discover The Introvert’s Corner, a new column by Sophia Dembling on Psychology Today’s website. I doubt I would have bothered to read anything from Psychology Today if I hadn’t noticed a link posted by a Twitter friend. “The inside scoop on your introvert friends” was such an accurate portrayal
After the last post, a good friend asked me why I am so anti-advice. I think that’s a great question, so here’s a shot at answering it coherently: I don’t think I am anti-advice as much as I am anti-unsolicited advice. I think that view comes from a desire for emotional safety and the need
As Paul pointed out the other day, one of the most stressful things for us right now is wondering when the baby will arrive. I mean, it’s a good stress, a happy stress, but still…. nothing like the possibility of becoming parents at any moment to remind us how powerless we are over so many
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Yeah, so I totally abandoned the blog this month. Everything I do seems to take so much extra time these days. As my due date draws closer (less than 8 weeks!) I am starting to obsess more and more over getting everything ready. I need to get the house ready, the business ready, the dog
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Days like today make me think I should be a writer. There’s just something about dreary, rainy days that make me feel like there is a meaningful story in me, just waiting to be written. Of course it would be full of angst. Somehow dark, troubled writing feels like “real” writing to me. It has
I really do want to blog more, but I put so many expectations on myself for each post that am paralyzed by perfectionism. I want to write a thoughtful rant (oxymoron?) about how the road can be shared among pedestrians, bikers, and drivers. So far, though, I haven’t had the time and/or inclination to spend
Wonderful happenings this past weekend, and I am so grateful for everything. On Friday I got to hear our baby’s heartbeat for the first time. Hurray! Saturday was a yard work day, and my parents came to our house and helped us create fabulous landscaping for the yard. I am absolutely amazed at everything that
Haven’t blogged much lately, because most of my entries would have involved how sick and/or tired I feel. Paul and I are expecting a baby blogger sometime next March, so I am learning the ups and downs of a first-time pregnancy. I don’t want my blog to turn into a pregnancy blog, though…I think because
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