lessons from a life half lived
Years ago, secretly desiring to resemble a fashion model, I sat in the salon chair of a hair stylist who was kind of a big deal. Guess what he whispered in my ear, right before he gave me the sleekest bob of my life? “Just because you are a mom, doesn’t mean you have to look like a mom.” Some ladies… Continue Reading…
Years ago my mini-me asked, “When can I get my nose pierced?” This question caused me to launch into one of my favorite travel stories. “When you’re 18. Maybe.” She snarled her face. “Same for a tattoo?” “Oh, baby. You don’t want one of those.” “Yeah, I do.” I patted the sofa. “Sit. Let me tell you a story. A travel story.” There we… Continue Reading…
I am not an alcoholic, but I’m pretty sure I could be. In my blood flows the stuff of addiction. Alcohol, or otherwise. Case in point: My way-back-when relative named Sterling rode a horse off a cliff due to the death-grip of alcohol. In other family members, I’ve seen signs of self-medicating with substances, with certain behaviors. My mother’s vice wasn’t… Continue Reading…
Guest post by Lori Livesay When Diane asked me to write something for her blog, I was excited by the opportunity. She asked if I had something lying around that could be polished or updated to become a guest-blog post, but actually, I was hoping the offer would prompt me to write something new. It’s hard to admit this, especially… Continue Reading…
Have you established a chore system for kids in your house? If not, you should consider it. Years ago I attended a Mother of Middle Schoolers meeting led by Marya, a fabulous gal slightly further down the parenting path than me. That morning I learned that I stood alone in the I-do-every-single-thing-for-my-kids camp. “When did your kids start doing chores?”… Continue Reading…
