Yesterday I posted this photo on my Facebook page: It was seen and shared over 2000 times. Apparently it struck a nerve. I take no credit for the sentiment – that would go to Dr. Bill Cosby, comedian and philosopher extraordinaire. I do know, however, that no truer words about parenting have ever been spoken….
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Our Children are not our Masterpieces
Since I am on vacation, I am re-posting this for you to enjoy. Thanks for reading. “There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it.” – Chinese proverb I spent the weekend with some of my family, which was, as always, a lot of laughing, a bit of arguing,…
The Safety of Home
I tend to be an anxious person, and during my life I’ve had periods of time when anxiety has been so overwhelming that it’s caused me to rearrange my life to avoid panic triggers. I see anxiety as something that I have to consistently manage, whether through writing, medication, or shallow but mind-emptying therapeutic…
How does your garden grow?
*Rest in Peace, Nora Ephron. She never failed to make me laugh, cry, and want to be brilliant.* One of the best things about this time of year is the abundance of colorful flowers. Here in Southern California we have the amazing jacaranda trees, which bloom all purple and gorgeous. There are so many artistic…
What happens next: my children are coming home
To my readers- Beginning today, I am taking a brief break from blogging. I’ll be silent for about ten days. But I’ll be thinking a lot about what I want to say when I return to my blog – because my nest will no longer be empty. What does this mean for me? It means…
There’s no place like home
It’s almost time for my nest to fill up again for the holidays – both of my kids will be coming home for nearly a month. “Kids” is really a misnomer – they are both in that undefined place – in college, taking care of themselves on a daily basis, but still needing parental guidance…
The Empty Nest – Weird, but Nice
A friend with kids still at home recently asked me “is the empty nest weird?” And it struck me that weird is the perfect word to describe my life without my kids in the house. Not bad, not lonely, not sad, not even empty…but definitely weird. Its as big of a change in our lives…
