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Oversharing
Me, on a lighter night, coloring my hair and sending a silly selfie to a friend…. I could title this post any number of things. Over it. Living right. Can’t Erin anymore. All is well. ‘Roid rage. I’ve been all those places this week. And last. And maybe the week before. I’m on a 24-day […]
A New {Old} Perspective
I just spent some time reading old journals, first from Colby’s infancy and then even older ones from my college days, my early days with the man I now call my husband. And while there was strife, I closed those notebooks with a giddy happiness. We made it. And I wish I could tell that […]
Resuscitation
Hellooooo!? Is anyone out there? I can’t believe what’s happened to this blog this spring, but I guess it proves it happens, right? I have missed writing. Where have I been? Tax season swallowed me whole there for awhile. I remember that. And my event planning hat is old and tired. And I’m doing a […]
Follow the Course
So long, so sorry. But not, on the other hand. Because I have been very pensive lately, and I’m working on not feeling so guilty for not being perfect at so many things, for not pushing myself to the absolute limit in every facet of my life. I’ve been busy with my family. There was […]
Telling Stories
I’ve been in another world. A world where I could do whatever I wanted, at whatever hour. A world where I went to sleep without one ear and one eye open and without one foot on the ground, ready to soothe the one crying child who might wake the three others. A world where I […]
When Life Gives You Mud
…make mud pies. So. I’m back to work. Life is different, for sure, but we’re okay. But I must admit, I am a bit grumpy tonight. Most of the first day back at work was fueled by adrenaline. It was almost fun. I over-prepared. There were organized piles all over my house, ready for packing, […]