The United State Supreme Court ruled today for same sex marriage to be legal nationwide, and as I read the various articles telling this wonderful truth, I told my son to come into the living room. The sun was shining through our window and his gray eyes glistened and grew bigger as I sat him down and told him that I had something very important to tell him. As he stared at me, wondering what was going on, I told him that, as an almost-6-year old, he would remember today. Today is the day that history was made in the United States. I explained to him that now, men could marry men and women could marry women. His response was telling and simple: “That’s great, Mama. People who love one another can now spend their lives together.” He summed it up perfectly and went back to play. It IS great. People can spend their lives together. It’s that simple truth, echoed in his response to me. Love really did win today. It won for us all.Continue Reading
Admiring your #DaddyStyle
Because of you, our children will learn. They will learn #daddystyle.
They will learn how to go with the flow and how to take life in stride. Because of you, my kids will know that it’s not a big deal when they are caught in a rainstorm in a Jeep with the top down. They will know that while they need to be protected from the sun, if they lose their hats, they will be okay with just sunscreen on their noses. Because of you, they will learn that if they forget baby wipes and the baby poops, they can make do with a napkin. No big deal. It’s #daddystyle.
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No More War
The most recent world events have been weighing heavily on my mind and today, I tried to practice peace in my own home. I did my best to surround my small family with love while the world seems to be seething. Peace is such a powerful vehicle for change and while I’m only one person, practicing peace, in my own small ways, seemed like the thing to do today. No more war.
No more war. This resonates with me in all areas of life. No more war with myself. No more war with my body image. No more war with my critics. No more war. Today, I waive the peace flag and gracefully bow out. This is so hard to do and I’m simply tired of a lifetime of waging war—the war to be justified, stay thin, keep a perfect house, or be the perfect parent. The war to be understood. Most of my battles are internal and war is making me its forever enemy.
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Strawberries in Winter
We were dancing on a dance floor, lights flickering in the darkness, but her face was glowing in the shades of dark purples and blues. I took her hands in mine and said “Are you happy? Like really happy?” And she responded “I am. I really am.” Pulling me away from our dancing, she led me outside down a path covered in snow. The snow was so deep, but the sun was shining and after the dark dance floor, I basked in the new light of day. At the end of the path, there was a beautiful strawberry patch. Huge, ripe strawberries were in abundance and she told me this was her patch; she had planted all of these berries and had been tending them despite the snow. She picked me a huge berry and I took a bite, smiling at my luck to have such a wonderful friend who managed to grow strawberries despite the cold of winter.
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