inside out cleansing

Y’all know when I write a post later in the evening, it’s gonna get a bit weird … #amiright? Okay, good. I’m glad we’re on the same page. Now just hang with me for a minute or two because I had shared this with someone last week who may or may not have given me the, ‘are you … okay?’ look upon hearing it, but I figure that’s not that different than any other day that ends in ‘y’, so I’m rollin’ with it.  Continue reading

better than expected

Phew. Christmas is over. Is it bad I was looking forward to the day after? Maybe I just needed a good dose of ‘pull up your big girl pants and get through it.’ Because that’s what ultimately happened and you know what? It didn’t suck. Not at all. Continue reading

‘what a fun kid. what an excellent kid.’

I have always been a very proud mama. I recall how I felt the first time Connor sat up on his own and when he took his first steps. I remember being proud when he learned how to ride a bike and when he learned how to (really) swing a bat. Well, that time was less about pride than it was about sheer pain from the impact of the bat striking the side of my face shortly thereafter. #dontsittooclosemom

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reminders

There are certain people that touch your life in such a way that you can’t help but continually think of them long after they’re gone. My grandpa was one of those people.

When he opted out of this world six years ago, it was one of the most difficult losses I’d experienced. And I’d experienced several prior. But he was just … special. I’ve posted about him almost every year as this day doesn’t go by (nor many others) without him heavily on my mind. So gruff. Yet so … amazing. Continue reading