Feed Me

For 2 years Matthew and I ate a plant based diet, but with his MS diagnosis we threw ourselves into research. We watched a documentary called Living Proof and it gave us hope that an autoimmune diet could be the key to keeping the debilitating effects of MS at bay. Committing to it meant giving … Continue reading Feed Me

Not quite an old gray mare

It’s been about 4 years since I’ve written on a regular basis. When I was a little girl I wanted to be a teacher like every other 9 year old but when I was a teenager I dreamed of being a writer. I filled notebooks full of melodramatic, self-absorbed prose, half teenage angst and half … Continue reading Not quite an old gray mare

A Small, Safe Room With a View

  When I was young, we lived off and on in a small adobe house with four rooms. It had water running to the sink in the kitchen but no bathroom. We used an outhouse in the backyard and kept a coffee can under the bed for nights when it was too cold to go … Continue reading A Small, Safe Room With a View

This is me – #FacesOfPTSD

  "There is a common misconception in our culture about who suffers from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and what it looks like. A quick Google image search will lead you to believe that the majority of those living with PTSD are men in uniform, when the reality is that women are twice as likely to develop … Continue reading This is me – #FacesOfPTSD

The Cactus Flower

Getting our taxes done used to be my least favorite thing until I discovered buying a house. What was supposed to be a fairly straightforward process turned into a stressful nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. It’s certainly not life threatening, but it’s not nothing either. When all of your belongings are packed into … Continue reading The Cactus Flower

The Sacred Art of Self-Care

Hellllloooo? Is anyone out there? I've been away for so long that I hope you all haven't forgotten me. We are finally in our new house and I plan to start posting again soon. In the meantime, I'm honored to be a part of Kelsey Munger's thought provoking series on self-care with a piece that … Continue reading The Sacred Art of Self-Care

Ashes to Ashes, Ziggy Stardust

I discovered David Bowie in my dad’s record collection in 1982 when I was 12 years old. I was mesmerized by Ziggy Stardust and listened to that record incessantly. In my daily life I was trying hard to suppress overwhelming feelings but when I heard those songs, I could cry and lament because it wasn’t … Continue reading Ashes to Ashes, Ziggy Stardust

What I’m Reading This Winter

I keep checking in with myself. “Am I ok?” Then I pause and wait for some sign or feeling that I’m not ok and it hasn’t come.  This feeling of stability is wonderful, especially with the craziness that I’ve taken on. In the last month I’ve tackled Thanksgiving, end-of-year preparations for our business, Christmas shopping, holiday parties, … Continue reading What I’m Reading This Winter

It Begins As A Thought

It begins as a thought. A sarcastic musing when I read an email or a mean spirited brood over a status on Facebook. An uncharitable opinion, a negative view, a snarky jab. This isn’t who I am but this is exactly who I am when I don’t pay attention to what I’m doing. It’s embarrassing … Continue reading It Begins As A Thought

Big Girls Do Cry

My daughter watched me burst into tears yesterday. It started in the morning when I connected my new printer and couldn’t get it to work. It was incredibly frustrating but I didn’t despair. I still had options. After uninstalling and reinstalling the software on my laptop, I was able to print wirelessly. I did a little happy … Continue reading Big Girls Do Cry