Glory Days

A recurring theme has been popping up in my daily life lately. I can’t even remember all of the specific moments, but it essentially boils down to numerous people (singers, bloggers, friends, etc.) voicing what they believe is the best phase of life. For instance, I read a post written by a woman I really respect the other night.Continue reading “Glory Days”

Moving Nests

In the spring of 2013, I sat in a circle on the floor at my then 2-yr-old’s preschool. My husband was just to my left. My mother, the preschool director, several teachers, and an endocrine nurse were also there. All eyes were on the nurse. There were no children in sight. They were all inContinue reading “Moving Nests”

Colorado Storm

It’s been years since I’ve been to Colorado. I used to visit annually and always appreciated the afternoon thunderstorms that would roll in like clockwork between 3:00 and 4:00 every afternoon. They’d usually roll out just as quickly. This summer, I was struck by how wonderfully different Colorado storms compare to the ones I’m usedContinue reading “Colorado Storm”

To Hell and Back, Part 2: Crash and Burn

Continued from Part 1. ER trips and ambulance rides to treat hypoglycemia and adrenal crises were routine for us during that time. The night before we were to leave for Colorado was no different. He ended up vomiting which led to hypoglycemia. Luckily there was no hospital admission this time only fluids and high doses ofContinue reading “To Hell and Back, Part 2: Crash and Burn”

To Hell and Back: Part 3, Rising From the Ashes

Click to read Part 1 and Part 2. The following 18 months or so after returning from Colorado continued to be very difficult. We almost lost him numerous times. The ambulance rides and hospital admissions seemed like they would never end. But they did. Things gradually improved as we worked very closely with his specialistsContinue reading “To Hell and Back: Part 3, Rising From the Ashes”

To Hell and Back, Part 1

As promised, I’ve finally gathered the energy to recap the trip to Colorado that nearly did my family in and explain how it relates to me seeing Adele this summer (part 3). As I write this, my children are safe in their beds sleeping peacefully as if it never happened. The younger one doesn’t evenContinue reading “To Hell and Back, Part 1”

Wind Therapy

It was a particularly stressful day at the office. It wasn’t just me; I think there was something in the air. Everyone kept making these dramatic exasperated noises (grunts, sighs, groans) like we were all about to die. Or kick something. Or someone. Lately, I’ve been trying various forms of artistic expression when I’m stressed (a.k.a., art therapy)Continue reading “Wind Therapy”

Weathering the Storm

I love a good storm. I’ve lived in the Midwest my entire life so I’ve had plenty of exposure. There’s nothing like the adrenaline rush from standing under a swirling, heaving and swelling black sky until the very last second of safety remains, the moment dutifully signaled by the hair on my arms and neck rising to attention. And the confusingContinue reading “Weathering the Storm”