On Your Worst Days

Letters To Myself On your worst days you are a work of art because what makes you a masterpiece isn’t your perfection it’s your scars –Jayne.Press On your worst day, I’m going to be here building you up. I’m going to tell you you’re beautiful and smart and strong. It’s ok to be scared andContinue reading “On Your Worst Days”

My Mom Intentions

The Art of Momming Photo by Sai De Silva on Unsplash This months intentions I’ve set for mothering are spending quality time with my oldest, creating and being aware of teachable moments with my youngest, but most importantly taking time to enjoy motherhood everyday. Spending planned quality time with my oldest is one of the best things IContinue reading “My Mom Intentions”

Your Wife

She could climb right in the hot dish water it’s been days since she’s relaxed in a bath she soaks her hands just a second longer a crawler wraps around her leg brings her joy brings her frustration “just five more dishes” wrinkled hand wrinkled sanity the crawler lifts a pant leg “ugh, I needContinue reading “Your Wife”

I Write For My Family

Photo by Jessica Rockowitz on Unsplash I write for my family. When I first started writing a few years ago, I was an anxious mess. After writing and learning to accept the many different aspects of myself in order to build honest characters, it made it much easier for me to understand those around me. I can listenContinue reading “I Write For My Family”

So Now, Accept Yourself

You are tough You weren’t born that way You came out soft and squishy And full of fantasies And you tasted just like sugar Like melted sugar And rainbows shot from your eyes in the middle of a hurricane Then it started the dying You realized people did very bad things That people died forContinue reading “So Now, Accept Yourself”

Separation

Things divided Silverware blankets random living supplies But you can’t divide children Here’s your mail And your time But these humans we have to share We could be fair about it But let’s be honest Life’s not fair Values aren’t shared So this is yours And that is mine See you the next time weContinue reading “Separation”