I’ve started to write. Repeatedly. Since this morning. I’m here (but I’m not), I’m typing (with interruptions), my mind is running through its series of checklists. It’s Grand Central Station, though it’s relatively quiet. There was music making into the night. There were assorted college kids who have come and gone. The car keys are […]
Whose Needs Come First?
Single life, married life, kids, boss… So many conflicting priorities.
Conflicts
It’s been the best of times. It’s been the worst of times. Okay, let me try that again – without lifting from the Literary Greats: It’s been a good few weeks, and a rough few weeks. Sometimes, there’s just not enough of you to go around. The kids (whatever their ages) want your attention. Your […]
Would You Pick Your Child’s Mate?
Choose your child’s mate? Could you? Would you?
Reclaiming My Parental Rights… To Nights
Just say YES… to setting limits with teens and young adults.
Midlife Mother Musings
In the new year, we allow ourselves greater latitude in contemplation, in resetting direction, in capitalizing on the sense of a clean slate to start fresh. This is a time for finding the courage to look at ourselves and our families with a clear eye. I am pondering what it means to be an older […]
Beyond Me
I haven’t lost it. Yet. But I’m biting my lip, and sleeping less. I’m weary, from worry. From the habit of worry. My kids aren’t adults, but they’re getting close. More importantly, they believe they’re adults – or nearly. They’ve been living on their own – my elder for three years, and his brother, for […]
How Was YOUR Year in Review?
My year? Mixed bag. 2011 started off with some mighty mountainous tasks, and Sisyphus himself would have had a little chuckle as the boulder held the upper hand. But the months plodded along all the same and there were unexpected highs (Hello – a big scholarship to college for my son!), seemingly unending lows (Can […]
Why Hibernation Rocks (Or Would, If I Could Manage It)
The Single Mom’s Dream: sleep, sleep, sleep!
Cranky
I love having my children home. I love having my children home. I love having my children home. I do. Really. I love that my sons are home from college and here for awhile. But it’s been less than a week, and the Grand Central Station Effect is wearing me down sooner than anticipated. Contrary […]