Category Archives: Mindfulness
Practice Does Not Make Perfect
“Practice makes perfect,” La Chica says as I tell her we need to practice her math facts like her teacher suggests. “No,” I tell her, “Practice is practice. There is no perfect.” She wonders why she needs to practice then. … Continue reading
Love Wins
I may not have a lasting relationship to show for this, so you may not believe I am an authority on this when I say this, but I know Glennon Doyle Melton is right when she says Love Wins. Because … Continue reading
Stay in Your Own Lane
La Chica runs over to me to tattle on her brother. She has deemed his table manners to be atrocious and is so offended by them, she insists I take immediate action. The Boy mutters, “Stay in your own lane.” … Continue reading
Throwing Up My MEssiness–My Messy Beautiful
There are very few things I am good at. When I say “few,” I mean 5. I am a good baker. I am very good at yelling at my kids. I excel at injuring myself on a regular basis (traumatic … Continue reading
Running and the Art of Living
I started running for weight loss. I continued running for stress relief and meditation. It made me feel alive. Now, I run for life. I’ve come to realize running is life. Everything about running can be said about life. Here’s some … Continue reading
Fool Me Once…
What was the best prank you ever pulled off for April Fool’s Day? I got married. In Vegas. In a free standing chapel on the strip. You know, because I’m real classy like that. To be fair, it wasn’t a … Continue reading
When I Grow Up…
What do you want to be when you grow up? We ask kids this all the time. We don’t ask: What are you good at? What do you enjoy? What speaks to you? What job do you want to do? … Continue reading
Dancing Queen
I’m gonna put my dancing shoes on. No, not the glittery stilletos when I go clubbing. I mean good old fashioned social dance. Ballroom dance. Salsa. Tango. Foxtrot. I’ve got a date with Mr. Arthur Murray! Why? It’s my acupuncturist’s … Continue reading
This Much Is True
I hear The Boy, in a very sanctimonious tone, tell his sister, “You should have done it this way…” and I can hear him drone on in his self-righteousness; while simultaneously, a low-pitched whine emanates from his sister, and gets … Continue reading
10 Miles of Grey
Timing is everything. And in the end, it’s nothing. In this case, timing was perfect when yesterday, a friend read my last blog post on my ambivalence (the absolute Blacks and Whites, and the nebulous Greys) with my upcoming races, … Continue reading