There is something invigorating about creating space. The calendar’s flip to a new year creates all sorts of space or the illusion of it. Pulling down the Christmas decorations creates new space in our homes.
This new space fills our soul with a sense of optimism. Or maybe a need to refill the space with something new.
I find I am more creative when the slate is clean. My desk is cleared off—the areas within my eye-sight with nothing out of order.
Maybe this is why I hadn’t been creating recently. My outer and inner spaces were filled with stuff. Continue reading “Creating Space”
I have started my annual review, and I just have to say, I failed 2020. Yup, no bullshitting here, I just didn’t do very well this year, and if I am honest and needed to give myself a grade, I would be hard-pressed to say I earned anything other than an F.
I do not say this lightly or to be funny.
I simply did not rise to the challenges this year gave me. In fact, I crumbled under a few of them. I think this grade was fairly earned. Continue reading “I Failed 2020”
This year was a first for us, a drive-by Christmas celebration. Since I met my husband in 1985, we have spent all but two Christmas Eves at his parents’ home. And those two times, we had chosen to spend the holidays in Florida with just the six of us together.
Last night was the first time in 35 years; we have not spent the evening eating, laughing, sharing, and spending the evening with his family. Continue reading “A Drive-by Christmas”
Happy Thanksgiving, 2020 style!
With deep gratitude –
I don’t think anyone thought we would be where we are today. So much has changed and happened in the past year. I think it is safe to say most everyone would like a rewind button, except for maybe the owners of Zoom.
With that in mind, there is still so much to be thankful for: Continue reading “Happy Thanksgiving, 2020 Style!”
What if I am wrong? I have been thinking about this a lot recently. What if what I believe to be true is wrong?
How does my thinking and actions affect my life? Is this a significant problem if I am wrong, or will it merely be a setback with my plans?
What if I was wrong to start my company. What was the worse thing which could happen? I left a job, which I had outgrown, but paid me fairly. I would lose this stability, but I was also going to leave anyway. If the company did not/does not work, I will have gained a lot of experience and will go back to working for someone else. Continue reading “What if I am Wrong?”
Today, as I sit in my kitchen trying to work, I am overwhelmed with mom feelings. This overwhelm happens each time a significant change is about to happen. Today, my son and his girlfriend are leaving the cottage and heading back to Wisconsin.
I have written before how this pandemic has given me strange blessings. And having my son under the same roof for the past four months has been one of them. He is 25 years old, and I knew several years ago I would never live with him again. All a part of raising kids is knowing someday, they move on with their lives. And they permanently move out of their childhood home.
I know he will be back on holidays. I know he will return to our cottage for long weekends next summer. But to live with me, that won’t happen. Continue reading “Mom Feelings”
FOMO or the fear of missing out has taken over the country. I have no other explanation for why it appears; otherwise, rational people would lose their shit. And to be honest, I fully include myself in this!
I always thought I wouldn’t fall into this trap. I love Instagram, but I don’t have this oh my gosh, their lives are so much better than mine thing when I am on it. I genuinely love looking at well-shot pictures, pictures of amazing places on earth, photos of great food, and fun!
It isn’t that my life is fantastic, it is just that I was, I guess, content where things were. I have a decent life: a mom, entrepreneur, daughter, sister, friend, no complaints.
And then the pandemic hit our country, and everything stopped. Everything stopped, but the fear of myself or someone I love getting Covid-19. I learned everything I could about this disease. We eased into our new lives of hanging out at home, getting groceries delivered, and staring at each other’s faces. Continue reading “Missing Out”
It is early on Friday morning, and all is quiet in my home. There are no other sounds, but the sounds of the ceiling fans whirling. The occasional sound of the refrigerator humming and the birds chirping outside.
These moments are all mine.
Mine with a big mug of coffee or two. But they are still all mine. There is no one talking to me. No outside thoughts, at least none that I don’t bring into my mornings. Just quiet.
Some mornings I get right to work. Marking things right off my to-do list. Some mornings I allow myself to get distracted by reading emails. Looking at social media, or plunging into cleaning up the kitchen. (Which somehow looks like a party happened while I was sleeping.)
This morning, the kitchen is clean. The house is quiet. Continue reading “Early Morning Quiet”
The blessing of stolen moments. The past few months have been strange and different. Life was put on pause. Work, school, and events were canceled. Lives have been lost. Injustices have been brought to light. And in the midst of all of this, I discovered I was blessed with time with my children.
Last night, I went on a brief after-dinner walk. As we were making our way back to our home, my son’s girlfriend asked, when was the last time you had the chance to spend time with your oldest two children.
I thought about it because there have been times over the past 25 years where I have had one-on-one time with just the two of them. As a parent, most of the time we spend with our children end after they graduate from high school. So time spent with adult children is increasingly rare.
Just time with my oldest two, I might have to reach back to 1998, the year my third child was born. Continue reading “Stolen Moments”
It’s a new year and a new decade. The social feeds are full of pictures of friends, family and celebrities looking back 10 years. What their lives were like 10 years ago. Everyone is looking back to look forward, so I thought I would do the same.
My life was completely different 10 years ago. I was a stay at home mom helping my husband launch his company. My children were aged 14, 13, 11 and 7. The pre-high school years – I may have blocked out some of this! Continue reading “New Year – New Decade”