Get Lost Mama

I stood in the kitchen making taco meat last night, but standing was even too much. I grabbed a stool to continue stirring while I listened to the kids chatter and Matt tell me about his day.  I was tired. Really tired. And as I served up the plates my insides were begging for someone … Continue Reading

the mattering things

I could hear the rumbling and wrestling upstairs after the dinner plates had been cleared. I could see this was as good of an opportunity as I would get….and I could feel the lump in my throat and the pit in my stomach knowing deep down he needed to hear the words my heart had … Continue Reading

facing my giants in scottsdale, az

When I was little I used to wear my coat in every new situation and not take it off until I felt comfortable. On the first day of school, every single year, I would get sick and throw up from the nerves of starting over again and having to meet new people. Every time we … Continue Reading