nurturing her tangled hair, barefoot soul, and strong mind
Listen… I know you think I’m a snitch. That I was sent here to keep your kids in check. The Naughty and the Nice. But you’ve got me all wrong. I’m here for much more than that. I’m here for one mission… to make YOU believe in the real Magic. I’ll never forget the first… Continue reading Diary of an Elf on the Shelf
I was eight years old.It was late spring.I sat perched on my favorite limb in the apple tree that was the centerpiece of my childhood home.Mosquitoes buzzed by my ears. As one hand subconsciously swatted them away, the other scratched at the welts they’d left on my skin.The air was cooling, and my stomach rumbling.… Continue reading My Father…
Boy…This is where it starts.This is your beginning.Are you ready?I know I’m not. I’m scared as hell.But whether we’re ready or not, it’s here.Just a little while ago, you were my baby.Tiny toes, soft hands, and a little body that nestled so easily in the crook of my arms.And here you are becoming a man.Ever-growing… Continue reading For My Son… The Teenager
Camping is my favorite. Our escapes into the Wild are always a beautiful adventure. The moment we get out of the car and breath in that naked mountain air, it feels like we’ve come home. While much of our time is spent splashing in the waterfalls, indulging in the freedom of the forest, and dancing… Continue reading If you give a kid a fishing rod…
The Beast stalks you like a stranger at night. Waiting around each corner. Crouching in the shadows. But nobody else sees it. It whispers soft threats. Like rumbling thunder. A storm churning. But nobody else hears it. It sets the walls on fire. Engulfs your mind in flames. And sears through your chest. But nobody else… Continue reading Exposing the Invisible Beast…
Hey, Mama… I see you walking the aisles of the grocery store, and I want you to know that I remember You. Beneath that chaotic mess of hair, strands falling out of the elastic, into your eyes, around your ears, and down the back of your neck… I remember You. Draped in the stained, stretched,… Continue reading Remember You
It's been a tough few months in my home. While I always try to keep my head up, I’m afraid I’ve found myself bowing down beneath the weight of sorrow. I’m ok with that. I’ve come to learn that the heaviness of Grief is born from the depths of Great Love. This is something I… Continue reading Good Grief
There’s a meme that’s been circling around, and I smile every time I see it; “Being an adult is making plans with an old friend, but never actually following through.” Ain’t that the truth. Relationships are hard. I can’t tell you how many times I see someone and say, “We should get together.” This isn’t… Continue reading Kismet
I’m not good with distance. I like to be close. Anyone who knows me, knows this. I’m not one to give a distant greeting. If I haven’t seen you in a while, a smile or wave won’t do. I’m a hugger. I love to pull people in close. Heart to Heart. It warms me in… Continue reading Closing the Distance