Inconvenienced
Them: We’d really love to see you this weekend. Us: Didn’t sleep, moving plans, packing bags, managing meltdowns skipping naps — I’ll be there. Them: We could really use some help. Us: Running a business, working full time, drowning in dishes & laundry, managing house projects, working through mental health — I’ll be there. ——-…
Temple
*written around 2022 I think* My temple has cracks I’ve been chipping away at Thinking I’m laying the bricks But it seems it’s crumbling instead Reconsideration Reevaluation Reassessment Revise Relearn Revamp Rise My temple is sacred And I am the queen Laying the bricks while watching the scene Love yourself Love heals Just love and…
Love 2
*written 11/2/22* old writing When we focus on love There is only love you see When we focus on love There is only you and me No more chores and to dos No more lists or charts Nothing left to be You see Love is all there is Nothing more nothing less Love is a…
Love
*written in 2019* found some of my old writing and want to include it in this collection Rainbows and butterflies Or storm clouds and moist eyes? Yin and yang, Mother Earth, the big bang Chivalry today just isn’t the same We give just to take Our egos playing games Depending on each other and constantly…
No one talks about 4
Why is none talking about the pride and ache and straight up violent leap that is the age of 4. The age where we watch our babies turn into kids. Mumbled words turn into complete sentences and the question “why?” follows every statement. Block houses turn into elaborate monster truck ramps and scribbles on scrap…
Hurt People Hurt People
The world feels heavy right now, it feels scary. The intense realization that anyone or anything can harm us at any time. As a mother or a parent, you typically have an innate calling to, above all else, protect your children and it’s seemingly getting harder and harder to do so. The city I live…
Time is a thief
Time goes by- the only true certainly in this life while we are alive. There will be another day, and another after that and then some more. Another week, another month, another year. And with each passing moment there is also a stark reminder that we will never get that past moment back. That moment…
I met my younger self for coffee
I met my younger self for coffee one Sunday afternoon. She was running late because she double booked – I was prompt but my mind a million other places. She orders a caramel macchiato, I go for a decaf since I already had 1 cup today at 630am. She’s beautiful, confident and vibrant but not…
A Retreat (Part 1)
re•treat; (v) move back or withdraw I write this almost 118 days from when I experienced it and I wonder why I did not write about it then.. but all we have is now. I’ve recently been reminded of my inherent gift of writing (I say gift not because I feel that I’m that good…
Productivity
Since before I can even remember, my worthiness always seemed to need to be proved in one way or another. “Look at me, I’m good. I get good grades. I’m successful. I’m doing everything they told me to do.” And I can speculate for days regarding why I think that may be. Why I feel…
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