I first read one of her books when I was in college. I was taking, African American Literature and Ms. Angelou was on the required reading list for the semester. I can still see my copy of “I Know Why the…
Archives for May 2014
Our Annual Mexican Passport Adventure
Last Friday my little family of four took our annual trip to the capital of our state: La Paz, Baja California Sur, in attempt to beg for obtain Vivienne’s Mexican passport renewal. (NOTE: This is not a new application for a…
We remember.
Memorial Day is when we Americans come together to remember those who have given the ultimate sacrifice; they have served our country and given their lives. They have left behind grand legacies and empty hearts. Their loss is far greater…
Book reviews in a snap.
Life after Life: A Novel By Kate Atkinson The first several chapters beguiled me… it’s the story of a woman who goes back and forth in time… but not in a time machine, in real life. Feelings of de ja…
This is the way my brain works.
I’m sitting at my computer and I get a work email from a man who’s first name is Don and last name starts with a “K”. I immediately read his name as, “Don Knotts.” Oh man, I loved Mr. Furley….
Eight Years today.
It appears that I’ve been writing this blog for 8 years. That’s 4,925 posts. Hmmm… Thank you for reading, for commenting, for supporting me… You are the best. No really. I really appreciate you. Thanks for reading. —
I take back almost everything I’ve said about…
I take back almost everything I’ve ever said about cats. (Video here if you can’t see it.) Did you see this? I’m sure you have. This cat is a hero. (I feel weird even typing that.) Article here. —
What they Say. Volume II.
Easer morning. The one on the right had a mouth full of skittles. 1. When it’s time to go swimming, Vivi rushes to put on her, “swimsoup.” 2. The other morning Vivienne was singing a song about a butterfly at…
Lila singing in Spanish
The pictures and other videos are yet to come, but Lila and Vivi had separate Mother’s Day presentations at their school. I asked Lila to sing me the song that she sang at her presentation, this time I recorded it….
Solange is a fracas starter
I’ll be honest. I watched the elevator video of Beyonce’s kid sister, Solange, getting scrappy with Hova*. (Google it. It’s been everywhere.) I’ve really enjoyed how the internet has made light of the sitch, too. Is it any of my…
Pretzel Bites: A quick look at my (current) favorite things.
Oh man, these shoes. They’re Natives and they’re a fantastic alternative to crocs for the littles. Lila has pink, Vivi has purple. Too cute. A couple of different styles. Waterproof and easy to pull on. Love. See more here. ::…
Whaaaat? Oh Kimye.
Did you all see what Kanye got Kim for her first Mother’s Day? I was assuming it would be a bengal tiger with Kanye’s face tattooed on the side of it, but alas I was wrong. It was a wall…
![When I was a kid, my Mom would sometimes go to the grocery store at night while my baby sister and I were "supposed" to be sleeping. Baby sister slept, I stood by the window and watched for her headlights to turn back into the driveway, my stomach a gnarled mess while I waited.
The entire time she was gone I would create ill-fated stories in my mind that would ultimately leave her injured, kidnapped, or left for dead... I think these stories got worse after my Dad died. "What if I lose my one parent?"
I would stand there and worry.
And she always came back.
In one piece.
Over time, after therapy when I was younger, I realized that worrying doesn't shape anything... worrying doesn't CHANGE the outcome... but, it's real.
Telling someone not to worry is about as effective as telling someone not to cry when they're in the midst of full-sobbing or it's like asking someone WHERE they lost the thing that they lost.
"I can't find my keys."
"Where did you lose them."
[silence]
"Um, if I knew where I lost them, then..."
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This time that we're living through right now is BIG and heavy and for the love of ALL THINGS HOLY it keeps on going.
I remember watching The Sound of Music when I was a kid and wondering when in the WORLD it would end. We're STUCK in the Sound of Music.
Schools opened, then closed.
Masks on, then off.
Life started, and stopped.
We've missed get-togethers and holidays.
Weddings and births.
We are as disconnected as ever.
Our worrying and concern and fear and anxiety is there... and it's real.
I see you.
I know this time is hard.
I'm not going to tell you to stop feeling the feelings, I just want you to know that I'm feeling them, too. (And therapy is helping.)
Get yourself a therapist.
Talk about all of this.
As I told one of my girls this week, “It’s ok not to be strong all the time.”
With love,
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