Is this photo too pretty and hopeful? Ha! I’m going with it, you guys! Happy official 2021, everyone. You know, maybe your heart is heavy today. Maybe you’re overwhelmed. Or maybe you’re not at all, and you feel as joyful as these balloons, still filled with the fresh air that comes with January and loving the bright, blank calendar laid out ahead of us. I know this year has already brought us an early dose of ... View Post
Quarantimes
Oh, hello, my beautiful loves! It has been a hot while. I sit down to write this blog post in the middle of COVID-19 not because I have something specific or profound to say, but because I am bubbling, simmering, overflowing and emptied of so many feelings—in equal measure, in chorus, in intermission, through great highs and deep lows, sharp breaths and real cries. And, I know you are, too. I sit down to write ... View Post
New Year, New York, New Thing
It’s an interesting thing, picking a word for the year ahead, to inspire you and propel you, to speak a theme into forthcoming months that hold nothing you can predict. I mean, you can try to predict! I sure did! And I’ll continue picking a word every year because there’s something spiritual to this practice for me. But I’m also making a note to put on extra armor for whatever opposes my word, the things that ... View Post
For All the Girls Who Cry
Waffles, messes, Tangles, dresses. Cries of her heart in the morning. What if no one sits with me at the peanut table? Wobbles, milk, Giggles, silk. Cries of her heart at noon. Will you be there to break my fall? Bold, creative, New bangs, Natives. Cries of her heart after school. Mom, what does it mean to get married? Three worlds One house Three girls Twelve doubts Each time they look to me For every ... View Post
Last One
The dull ache of fear in my chest clashed starkly with the sparkling ocean sprawled far below and for miles from where our family of four strolled the cliffs of Corona del Mar. I’d walked these cliffs many times. I’d walk them many to come. But this day, I hardly felt present. I felt antsy and angsty and off. My foggy mind’s eye still blinked like crazy, unfocused, from my shock only hours before. A mere ... View Post
3’s My Favorite Number
“What’s it like having 3 kids?” “So, was going to 2 kids harder, or 3?” “Is it insane?” “Is it crazy?” “Did it push you over the edge?” “Give me the details, NOW! I don’t care that you’re just my barista! Keep the coffee and tell me everything you know about your best friend’s boyfriend’s sister’s family of 5!” This, right here, friends—was me. For two full years, we teetered dead-center on the ... View Post