Saw this on Instagram this morning and immediately knew which friend I needed to send it to. ❤️ I’ve lost a lot of sleep in recent weeks, often worried about things I can’t control. I tell myself that it’ll be fine, it’ll blow over, but man, it’s hard to talk myself down sometimes. Around 2am, … Continue reading
I don’t like myself when my kid takes forever falling asleep and I’m short as hell and snippy with her. She can’t control when she falls asleep. (But God, if she could!) I don’t like myself when I overbook my days and even a reasonable family visit feels like a burden. I don’t like myself … Continue reading
Earlier today, a commenter asked me if I believe in closure. My exact response to her was: I believe in closure for everyone. Young, old. Long relationship, short relationship. It may not come when you want it. But it will always come. Tonight, that very exact thing happened. To me. When I was in sixth grade, I was in a group … Continue reading
Let me back up. I was having breakfast with a dear friend this morning who has known me a long, long time. She knows all about this blog and about all of you, of course. We were talking about our lives, relationships, careers and the future. And suddenly, I just said out loud what I’ve … Continue reading
Today is October 15th. Five years ago, I came home from work, and as C trimmed his toenails (true story), I said I still didn’t feel like things were okay between us, and he agreed. I never imagined what he’d finally work up to say just twenty minutes later. “I think I need to be … Continue reading
![Small Life, Slow Life: Why is Letting Go So Freaking Hard?! [Tips, tricks, quotes + a story.]](https://smalllifeslowlife.files.wordpress.com/2016/05/large.jpg?w=160&h=120&crop=1 "Small Life, Slow Life: Why is Letting Go So Freaking Hard?! [Tips, tricks, quotes + a story.]")
I had to forgive someone recently. Let’s just call a spade to spade: man, it’s shitty to have to do it. And I knew I had to do it, because thoughts of this person were consuming my mind. I couldn’t sleep. And no matter how well things were going on any particular day, my conversations … Continue reading
