You can’t always be trusted with yourself

You can’t always be trusted with yourself

That voice in your head that says you’re no good. That says you’re uncool. That says you’re always behind the curve, at the back of the line, in the dark. That says you’ll never catch up, never get a break, never live into the dream you’re chasing in the midnight...
There’s nothing routine about your routine

There’s nothing routine about your routine

It’s late. Only 9pm. But so late. The night shift will soon begin and the day shift with bathtimes and teeth brushing battles has only just begun to wind down. I slink away for a bit to steal some quiet and maybe some few moments of sleep in between shifts. But...

{One of} the things parents fear the most

For 10 minutes yesterday afternoon we couldn’t find our (nearly) six-year-old son, Jackson. It’s the most terrified I have ever been. It was the sacred Sunday nap hour. His younger brother and dad were sleeping. He and I had cleaned the playroom, got out the new chalk...
What the mirror doesn’t see

What the mirror doesn’t see

Whether I’m hiding behind my kids or not. Whether I’m tired, wraggedy, or manic. He sees me. Not my undone laundry or my messy house. Not my mismatched curtains or my futon with the chocolate milk stains. He sees me. Beyond the color of my hair or the size...