Month: March 2017

Acceptance, Faith, Intimacy, Musings, Self-Love

Heartfelt Apologies- A Beginning, Not an End to a Conversation

I have observed with my sister, my ex, my mother  copious apologizing for circumstances, like a messy home, burnt meat, running late due to traffic, or forgetting to close the door, but NOT for unfair behavior or poor judgment or a plain old error-perhaps innocent, but still damaging.  With them, the most acknowledgment I dare hope for is by solicitation …

Acceptance, Faith, Intimacy, Musings, Self-Love

Instead of Focusing on Rejection

Instead of focusing on the most recent rejection by my mother, I will take one small action to creatively claim my living space.  This image appeared in a facebook feed for laceandwhishkey.   If you click the image, it will take you there.   Right now, our home feels to me, a place where we sleep and keep …

Acceptance, Faith, Musings, Self-Love

I Am Not Just Raising Boys

How my day began:  S2 enters my room to ask me if I am awake. Me: Good morning baby.  Did your brother wake you up? S2:  No he was awake before me. Me:  Really?  doing what? Reading? S2:  Staring at me.  He was stalking me. Me:  Seriously S2:  Yes moooom, he was stalking me in …

Acceptance, Faith, Intimacy, Musings, Self-Love

Eff Socializing and Small Talk-if it is not for you

I simply cannot find the words to describe all the ways in which Jiu Jitsu meets our family’s needs at sensory, spiritual, and social levels. There is something so humbling and safe, and empowering in this martial art. If I had my way, classes would be three hours instead of one. My boys feel similarly and …

Acceptance, Altered Books, Faith, Musings, Self-Love

Take Time for Creativity

For the first time in almost 2 years, I am able to mentally settle down enough to look through and work in my altered books.  My soulmate-best friend, who came to me late in life and at exactly the right time, is an art therapist.  For yeeeears, she ♥harassed ♥me to craft with her and I …

Acceptance, Faith, Intimacy, Musings, Self-Love

I Will Be Changed But Not Reduced

Observing my family of origin from an emotionally safe distance allows me to see the extreme and intense ways of their day-to-day functioning.  Frequent and casual but righteous use of the words:  always, never, love, hate–the language of those so far to the left or right and so deeply encamped, that change, for them is too threatening(reserved for the broken …