When faced with an open path and a thick uncleared mess, the open path seems like the obvious choice. But what if the open path is full of poisonous plants, darkness, and scary creatures? Wouldn’t it make sense to clear a new path devoid of danger? It would seem so, but we tend to go […]Read more "Choices"
Words carry such power. Such force. So much meaning. Being called “smart” by your college professor does not elicit the same feelings as your mom saying the same. “Be brave” carries a vastly different message when it’s said to a child before open heart surgery than when it’s told to an adult before an interview. The […]Read more "Words"
This whole world is new to me. It’s not so much that the world has changed; it’s me that’s undergoing the transformation. I’m experiencing growing pains as my values, perspective, wants and needs are so unlike what they once were. Much is still the same …I still believe in adventure and going after what I […]Read more "Change"
Who knew that I could ever be over the moon with excitement over something as mundane as pushing my son in the car cart at the grocery store on a crowded day? He didn’t understand why I mostly shopped alone or why we had to use the regular carts with his cart cover on the […]Read more "The Simple Things"
It felt good to go to the ER with a song and dance man. It felt good to let a star take the show as fear and anxiety took a back seat. I always make it a point to stay strong for my son and make our hospital visits a blast, but this time (our […]Read more "ER Star"
It’s been a while since I went for a bike ride, but I know I’d have no problem pedaling and steering while enjoying the breeze. It’s like that with riding a bike, right? Just hop on and go. Once you know how, you never forget. Except what happens if you recently fell and you’re riding […]Read more "Let’s Go for a Bike Ride"
While leaving the hospital yesterday after Charlie’s post-op appointment, my face was hurting from so much smiling. It felt good to feel something I haven’t felt in a very long time. There’s not a word for it. It’s the feeling a parent has when she can breathe because the best case scenario for her son’s […]Read more "My Heart"