On Fall and Long Goodbyes

Fall tends to be a somewhat polarizing season, I have noticed. People either love it. Or they hate it ....more

On Criticism, Kindness, and a Thick Skin

“Some people have a thick skin and you don’t. Your heart is really open and that is going to cause pain, but that is an appropriate response to this world.” – Anne Lamott ...more

Surviving Mondays and Showing Up

Let me just start by saying that I am generally a morning person. And I like to think that I’m usually a pretty optimistic person. Maybe not a Susie Sunshine, but definitely a glass-half-full kind of girl ....more

Blinded by the Light

I don’t know exactly when it happened. But at some point –somewhere amidst the sleepless nights and the potty training, the playdates and the tantrums, the first steps and the last diaper, the frantic searches for blankies and the never-ending just-one-more-story bedtimes – my little boys decided to go ahead and grow up. They turned […] ...more

Good Enough

The post below originally appeared on Huffington Post and while it focuses on parenting – especially parenting young children – I think that it is something that can apply to all of us and to many aspects of our lives. (P.S. Sorry for the occasional swears, Mom.) ******************** Listen. We’ve been seeing each other for […] ...more

The Stonecutter

The stonecutter lived in a small house at the top of a hill that overlooked the town below. Behind his house was his workshop, where he retreated every morning after drinking a cup of coffee, kissing his wife, and walking his son to school. All day long, he would hammer away ....more

Today

Today was a very ordinary day. Nothing special or particularly extraordinary happened. I woke up early and exercised ....more

UU? What the heck is UU?!?

When people find out that I am Unitarian Universalist, the...more

On Running in the Rain

Today is a rainy day. It started raining in the dark hours of night, rained all through the morning and now into the afternoon. The heavens, overflowing with emotion, have alternately sobbed thick sheets of angry tears onto the streets and sidewalks, and wept delicate tears of gratitude and humility ....more

Saying Yes to Less

“But, Mommmyyyy, you’re not listening to me!!!,” my younger son cried from the back seat. “I am listening, Teddy, I just forgot what you said,” I responded guiltily. I tried to repeat back the story he had just told, but I had absolutely no idea ....more