#857 (I’m So Glad)

“I am writing for all the mommies out there who are feeling a little lost today, okay a lot lost today…

Let’s not stop the dreaming.

If we can connect to the part of ourselves that is the most vibrant and has the most light to shine, not only will we reap the rewards, our children will catch some of that light and shine on.

Don’t give up who you were before children. Make the most of who you are with children. Find some balance, find some sanity and ask for help.”

The first ever WFAM post 8/12/2009

This is how it all started 856 posts ago. I can’t even believe it. My boys were three and five when this all began. Now, they are fourteen and sixteen.

I have felt this farewell building. My creativity is changing directions. My role as a parent has shifted.

I started this blog to cope. Motherhood and its demands had me overwhelmed and drowning.

This is no longer the case.

I’ve learned to surf. We all have. We ride the currents of change together yet more separate than before.

We are no longer in the same boat. We are in the same fleet, but each boy has begun to chart their own course. Sure, I’m still on hand with sunscreen and life-jackets, but they alone are in charge of their navigation.

They are good, kind, decent humans. I trust them to know where to go from here.

Keaton, you have taught me to always speak the truth, to show up, and keep running even when you lose a shoe in the mud.

J.R., you have taught me being yourself matters the most, never stop learning, and once you find your purpose, follow it with your whole heart.

John, you have shown me love, the greatest kind, the unconditional kind. The kind you find once in a lifetime. Is it no wonder our boys are so awesome given it’s embedded in their DNA.

Writes for all Mommies has been a love letter not only to my family, but to all of you. I hope to continue this connection as I get set to launch my new website and blog.

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At this time, I feel called to explore the wider world not only as a mother, but as a human searching for solace in the ever-shifting landscape of life. My vision is to create a space made for stillness. A place to pause and reflect. Where inner wisdom is cultivated and peace flows. My hope is this peace is carried outward and as a small but mighty collective, we may begin to transform our world by first transforming ourselves.

Please stay tuned, something new and exciting will be coming your way.

May this ending be the beginning of something true and beautiful.

“I’m so glad we had this time together

Just to have a laugh or sing a song

Seems we just get started

and before you know it

Comes the time we have to say

So long


(Ear pull)

-From the Carol Burnett Show

gratitude, happiness, mommyhood

A Good Sight

This week I took Full Speed in for his eye check-up. It was almost entirely positive news. He has equal vision in both eyes and he tested a 20/60 which is his best testing to date. It is apparent to anyone who knows him that his vision has improved dramatically since his past two surgeries. It could always be better but where he is at right now is remarkable. He went from falling well within the parameters of being legally blind to now testing in the range that will allow him to drive. It is simply miraculous. I can’t even quite wrap my brain around the enormity of it.

We still have a few hills to climb but at least I know we are on the right path. I have done everything within my power to ensure Full Speed will have his best possible vision. I had to patch his stronger eye (his left) to improve his right eye’s vision starting at age two. Yeah, … imagine the blog posts that alone could have produced. There were days I practically had to sit on him to get the patch on and then hold him tight so he couldn’t rip it from his face. I’ve been by his side for endless doctor’s appointments, surgeries, attempts at wearing contacts, eye drops and endless rounds of broken glasses.

I wouldn’t change one bit of this journey. I appreciate his vision to the depths of my soul. I couldn’t do that if we hadn’t worked so hard for it.

He deserves every bit.

children, loss of parent, mommyhood, self-discovery

Sad Smile

December has not been the easiest month to get through without my Mom. I admit that when my sister was here I began to see glimpses of a newly constructed future without my Mom at its foundation. There is much happiness to be had. I also realized that by seeing the joy in my life doesn’t mean that I have forgotten my Mom, but that she is living on happily through me. However, as I have gotten deeper into the heart of this Christmas month, I am missing her more than ever.

Even though I am sad it helps to have my boys around. They are so enthusiastic about Christmas and all its wonder that I can’t help but smile.

Even a sad smile counts I suppose.