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“Even when it’s not pretty or perfect, even when it’s more real than you want it to be, your story is what you have. It’s what you will always have. It’s something to own.”

Michelle Obama, Becoming

I’ve been thinking about a theme word for 2019, something that will serve as a reminder to me when I get busy, distracted, or listless.

My first impulse was to pick the word creativity.

Creativity in parenting. Creativity in service to my job and the clients I get to support. Creativity (painting, writing) instead of Netflix couch-sitting or social media scrolling.

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19 Styles and Counting: Hair Regrowth After Chemo

A year-and-a-half ago I started chemotherapy, and one of the first things people think about when they hear the word “chemo” is hair loss. When I learned I would be losing my hair, I Googled like a madwoman to figure out how to cope. I didn’t want to look sick–mostly because I’m vain, and I didn’t want people to feel bad for me.

During my crazy late-night research I learned about wigs, cold cap therapy, scarves, and hats. Below is a photographic journey of my style ups and downs throughout cancer treatment. I hope this helps someone out there on the Internet. Continue reading “19 Styles and Counting: Hair Regrowth After Chemo”

2017: A Year In Pictures

The year 2017 was crazy, am I right? Political drama was everywhere. I had three surgeries and was declared cancer-free. We started a garden. We pulled out all the potty-training stops. My sister had ACL surgery. The boys joined our church community preschool. I started a new job. I finally saw Kirk Franklin perform.

I was so busy riding the rollercoaster that I forgot to work on Christmas cards. (Honestly, I forgot to do a lot of things.) But, it brought me a lot of joy over the holidays to sit and reflect on the year.

Here’s a visual retelling of notable highlights and lowlights. Continue reading “2017: A Year In Pictures”

I’ll Raise a Glass to That

I’ve heard the Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, “Drinksgiving,” is the biggest bar night of the year. Which is funny because I’m at home on the sofa in sweatpants, crocheted blanket over my lap, toying with the idea of turning on a Hallmark movie and calling it a day. It’s 8:20 p.m., y’all. Lincoln and Hyatt are playing in their room, still going strong, and I am D-O-N-E.

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Grace-Based Parenting and Redirection

Redirection as a behavior management technique worked well when my boys were early toddlers. I’d point out a plane in the sky so they’d drop their fascination with that sharp nail in the driveway. I’d talk up a game of hide-and-go seek to get them to stop fighting over blocks.

Then, two things happened: they got a little bit older, and I got a little bit lazy. (I meeean, I had a few good reasons.)

I didn’t want to come up with something cool and exciting every time I needed to get them from Point A to Point B. I just wanted them to listen to me and respect me. Done. End scene. I was tired.  Continue reading “Grace-Based Parenting and Redirection”

Peer Pressure

I absolutely love watching my boys interact in different scenarios. It helps me learn more about them, and sometimes it just makes me laugh.

This morning we went to a playground near Trader Joe’s. The idea being that once they’d had a chance to play, they’d be more affable at the grocery store and MAYBE hungry enough to be interested in healthy stuff.  Continue reading “Peer Pressure”

Who’s Afraid of A Double Mastectomy?

Virginia Woolf famously wrote, “A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.”

If she is to recover from a double mastectomy and reconstruction, the list gets a bit longer. Money (or insurance or a really good payment plan), a room of her own, a recliner, blackout curtains, painkillers, a crocheted blanket, a Bible, a noise machine, a lap dog, squishy pillows, dry shampoo, hand sanitizer, child care, bone broth, an escape hatch…

I mean, just based on my experience.  Continue reading “Who’s Afraid of A Double Mastectomy?”

A helpful way to think about grace:

The law says, “do this,” and it is never done. Grace says, “believe in this,” and everything is already done.

– Martin Luther

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