Sometimes life comes at you fast.Sometimes it’s a curveball to the face and knocks you down and out.Other times, it IS a fastball, except in the slowest of slow motions – that you find your brain taking it’s sweet, sweet precious time to let it seem to sink in. Is it trauma? Is it denial?Continue reading “the power of words”
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the truth will set you free or sad.
The pain and grief of loss is like the ocean. It comes and goes in waves, and eventually, those waves will start to spread further apart, and even better still, you’ll become a master at riding them.
the art of
This school year marks the last of me being a mom with kids at home full time. Something I have been silently dreading for a little while now. How did it come so quickly? How did my three little people fly so fast? How did this towheaded blue-eyed tiny girl who said the quirkiest things sitting in coffee shops with me on Main Street become a Senior in high school? “How come everyone keeps calling you Julie when your name is Maaaahma??” she’d say. ♡ Now she struts gracefully through the front door laughing and making jokes, while saying “Bye, Mama! I love you!” as she gets into her own car and takes off to school or work.
How is my son (oldest) graduating from COLLEGE this year? I gulp and stare at his baby picture on the side table in disbelief.
And my second born – floating beautifully through her days with dimpled smiles, laughter & and love.
To say I am a lucky mom is an understatement.
grace & tolerance.
“Grace & tolerance are not the same.” – Julie Leininger
standing at the confluence of life, loss and love.
There are moments in life that take your breath away. We are all made differently, so those moments look differently to each of us. It can be in the rising and setting suns, watching the waves rhythmically crash onto the shore, the moment you say “I do” to the love of your life, the momentContinue reading “standing at the confluence of life, loss and love.”
closing doors & burning proverbial safety nets
Being a single mother brings it’s own bag of uncertainties, what-ifs, what-to-dos – that all seem to be so much harder when you don’t have a significant other or an equally invested adult by your side making the big decisions with you. Weighing the options. Talking about the kids. The highs and the lows. OverContinue reading “closing doors & burning proverbial safety nets”
all i have to do… is be.
Alone With You– j Meridian(full lyrics below) to be alone with youthat’s all I have to doto be alone with youI adore youall I have to dois be…. alone with you. I wrote this song my senior year of college, and recorded/released it 2011 on an album called “Even In The Clarity of Sunlight.” WhyContinue reading “all i have to do… is be.”
and other annoying cliches…
“Everything happens for a reason.” If I had a dollar for every time I have heard that phrase in the last 30 years, I am fairly certain I’d be a millionaire. To me, it has always felt shallow & almost dismissive. It is anything, BUT comforting. It is not comforting when your mom gets cancerContinue reading “and other annoying cliches…”
How Verbal Abusers Exploit Conversational Norms
By Berit Brogaard, D.M.Sci., Ph.DPsychology Today| January 3, 2022 | Reviewed by Kaja Perina http://www.psychologytoday.com Verbal abusers often vitiate cooperative principles to get their victims down. KEY POINTS • When we conversationally imply something without explicitly saying it, we rely on “violations” of conversational norms.• Verbal abusers sometimes exploit violations of conversational norms for personalContinue reading “How Verbal Abusers Exploit Conversational Norms”
Slow & Steady, Baby.
You name it, whatever the goal is in life, I think this applies. Diet & exercise regimens. Weight loss, Muscle Gains.Relationships.That New business, your job, a promotion.Your savings account.Habits. As attractive as a crash diet, or fad diet or workout may be, typically, they are not sustainable or lasting. They can wreak havoc on yourContinue reading “Slow & Steady, Baby.”
becoming beautifully unbroken 