What Really Matters is Invisible to The Eyes

This morning started too early. When the alarm went off, for the second time, I shut it off, rolled on my back, and said, out loud, "I don't wanna get up." I almost kicked my feet and put my bottom lip out, but I do have some self-control. Instead, I rolled out of bed, put … Continue reading What Really Matters is Invisible to The Eyes →

The Therapeutic Art of Crying

Yesterday, the internet went down at my house. I am incredibly blessed to work from home most of the time and I use a web-based software program. So, as one of my clients put it, no internet is like no water. While I was on the phone with Comcast, on the third go around with … Continue reading The Therapeutic Art of Crying →

Nothing a Little Dumpster Diving Can’t Solve

In this house, we do chores. All of us. No one is exempt. My kids are on commission. Each chore has a value and, upon completion, a sticker is placed on the chore chart. Payday is Friday, unless I forget, then it is whatever day I remember or am reminded. When I was a child, … Continue reading Nothing a Little Dumpster Diving Can’t Solve →