Older, Better, Wiser?

Life has a way of stripping away the nonessentials one birthday at a time until we’re left with our real selves, unashamed before the world, refined by experience, shaped by the things we’ve learned and the passions we’ve pursued…  And finally, we know what we know, and we love what we love, and we still have this precious thing called time. And it’s enough. It’s more than...

More than Enough

Tiny onesies, wee sleepers, piles of pink and blue.  A collection of infant carseats and other scattered baby items.  Extra diapers in assorted sizes.  I have kept them all. Even as we prepared for our recent move, I refused to get rid of any of our baby items.  Our second was just over a year, and what a blissful year it had been.  I was shocked to find myself considering another baby.  For someone who once upon a time...

Take Care of Me

Last year, after a frazzled start to fall, I posted the following on Twitter:  “I’m declaring November ‘Take Care of Me’ month so I don’t go into December totally depleted.  Who’s with me?”  I got reply after reply.  I was amazed.  I tried again later…and again, moms were retweeting it with an “I’m in!” and “ME!” I realized that we were all doing it.  Every time a child’s needs change, or...

Reaching the Summit

Is it me, or does the sun seem to be shining a little brighter today?  We step outside of our hotel, and blink into the sunlight.  It is a special day, one my children will remember forever. We are fortunate to be able to be in attendance as world leaders converge in this proud city in our fair country.  It is history in the making, and we are here to be part of it. There is a celebratory air downtown as crowds gather to...

The Power to Create

At the age of thirty I began walking a path that would lead me to myself. You’ll forgive me if this all sounds a bit paradoxical, a bit “chicken and the egg”.  What I mean is, at thirty I became a mother, and in doing so came face to face with the truth of my real self.  I found the good, the bad, the brilliant and the very flawed.  Some mothers lose themselves in the early years with their children; in contrast, I...