So here I sit, in grateful solitude, the morning after the night before’s sentencing hearing, contemplating my next move. My plan? Do nothing. I am going to reframe the last 2 weeks as a trial run. It was my opportunity to hone my survival skills, plan, prepare and in the words of Bill Gates an opportunity in “staging simulations”.
I am grateful for my sassy, opinionated headstrong, confident caring bold and self assured 5 year old daughter. As much as I am teaching her and raising her, she is teaching me, and helping me grow through a different perspective.
I am a single mother and I’m putting my hand up. Yes, the struggle is indeed real....
"I have reached a point where I feel I can no longer cope..." Two months ago I wrote this. As I am sure all parents know, you feel terrible to even allow yourself to think something like that. To put…
I am grateful for frustrating difficult days, after a bout of complaining that is. They push me out my comfort zone, engage passionate debate, intentional action and motivates change...
Yesterday I was a moody, short- tempered bitch. All the “little things” that don’t usually bug me, really annoyed me yesterday. But!!!!! But it was only a day. A brief blip in the bigger scheme of things.
Yup I have figured it out. Bold I know. And it’s awesome. Now before I spill the beans... I don’t want to come across all righteous and bitchy or full of myself. Well not today in any case. I am…
