Adventures in Discovering Hope in Despair
On the eve of the 2022 Polar Plunge, the eve of completing the first experience on my living - I was 100% excited, nervous, and unsure. This moment was 100% scary, thrilling, and liberating. And surprisingly, it wasn't at all like I had envisioned the accomplishment would feel like. Read more to see how wrong I was.
Parenting in 2022 sucks. It's been 690 days since the last time my girls were in school. It was hard then. This is going to be a different kind of hard.
"E started screaming louder, begging to not get the host. B covered her ears....I pulled B in close...we sat there, taking in the gravity of the moment. Well, I was." Read more for the full story.
But that damn plastic wrap won't budge. An unbreakable barrier. Not an impossible one. But a boss level barrier. I thought I had it all figured out. Then somewhere between taking the leap and flying - I fell atop a cloud on a no-breeze day. And it is here where I sit and watch each piece of my life balance on the precipice of surrender...or fight. I am tired. Am I not enough already?
Did you know that it is possible to not dread waking up on a Monday morning? I didn't. In fact….I am still waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop. My alarm went off at 7am. I went back to sleep because I wasn't ready to wake up yet. Could barely keep my eyes open... Continue Reading →
Finding Anchors in the Storm 