In the midst of chaos, sparkle. Don’t let life dull your shine.™
The other day someone mentioned that we only have 18 summers with our littles. This was the first time I had heard this and it made me incredibly sad. But, we have their whole lives? Nope, they have their whole lives. We get 18 until they flee the nest. 18 to make memories to last… Continue reading 18 summers…
My journey has been long. The hill has been steep and the crash has been rough. The last few months of my life have been the hardest I have ever been through. I have cried more tears than I knew my body held. I lost my Dad two and a half months ago and it… Continue reading Just 12 days…
It's finally our time. We were on the other side of year one and my husband had more energy to focus on us. He was seeing things more clearly and making decisions that were the best for us, not only him, but our family. We were making a fresh start. We were doing it together.… Continue reading Making a fresh start.
As I come public with my life and my struggles, I expect there to be judgement. It's part of the game. There are those that will agree, those that will disagree, those that will be hurt and those that will judge. For those that are hurt, the truth has a tendency to sting. I know… Continue reading And let the judgement begin.
We made it through that first, long year of sobriety. There have been ups and downs and lots a new challenges. Did we fix our marriage? Are we back where we started? Ummm, no, that's far from the truth. I thought that my husband getting sober would give us the chance to work on our… Continue reading So, it had been a year…
Acceptance of one's self is a funny little thing. So easy on the surface, to put in words, but so hard to really do. My husband has had a long road of struggles in his life from being born a cleft palate and all that comes along with it, to struggles with depression and addiction.… Continue reading So, it’s a funny little thing.