Okay, I have to admit that I’m writing this mostly for me. But I’m guessing that I’m not alone on this one. As a recovering perfectionist, I find that often the hardest person for me to forgive is myself. Anyone else ever experience this?..
Imagine being a tween or teenager today. You easily see how many social media followers, friends and post likes you have compared to others. You scroll your feed and see your friends enjoying a party you weren’t invited to. Every day you’re bombarded with selfies and images that are edited to perfection. It takes Herculean inner-strength not to constantly compare yourself to others!
My daughter’s elementary school has a beautiful tradition on the last day of school. At the end of the day, all of the teachers line the staircase as the outgoing fifth grade class descends the steps for the last time…A final farewell between students and teachers that have shared six meaningful years under the same… Continue reading A Tribute to Teachers
Way back at my baby shower in 2006, I received a simple book filled with blank pages. The instructions read, “Every year, write a birthday letter to your child and add it to the book. When they turn 21, give them the book as a tribute to their childhood.” So, on my daughter’s first birthday, I started writing...
Okay, I have to admit that I created this list mostly for me. As a consummate task-master, I need all the reminders I can get to monitor my overactive “Get’er done” mode. When I’m in the mode, I have a hard time snapping out of it. Yes, it’s awesome to get stuff done, but not… Continue reading 5 Ways to Feel More Connected to Your Family Today
There are so many things I love about this Parenting Manifesto by Brene Brown. I've read this to my kids and they love it too. Thank you Brene for sharing this beautiful reminder of the path to deeper connection and joy!
There are several parenting lessons I wish I’d figured out earlier. For instance, how to navigate toddler tantrums and help my daughter work through anger in a healthy way. I figured out that lesson about three years later than I wish I had...