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The Awkward Dancer part 1

I have always been in awe of dancers. Every dancer I’ve observed seems to have this unique ability to get lost in the music, and retreat into a different world. I’ve always envied their power to shut out everything around them for no matter how hard I have tried, I can never seem to get there. I’ve always known that I have the potential to dance, but for some reason I have never been able to get my rigid limbs...

The Awkward Dancer part 2

Cont. from Part 1. Thinking that maybe the mood swings and depression episodes were connected to the traumatic experience of teaching our son with autism how to speak and function for 2 years and then dealing with a very challenging defiant 3 year old, I began to see a therapist. With his wise and loving nature, it didn’t take him long to recognize that this was more than a trauma from challenging circumstances. Something was off.  Just a few weeks...

Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day   A year ago, on Mother’s Day, I sat in a church meeting surrounded by other women in Los Angeles, California. A teacher was at the front of the room doing her best to give an uplifting lesson about the importance of motherhood and womanhood, but I was distracted. I was reflecting on my journey as a mom. Exhaustion and stress weighed me down in my chair as I struggled to pay attention. There was gratitude and love...

Enjoy the Journey…But How?

We had just finished a long, grueling move from Los Angeles to Boise. It was a very challenging process to pack up our whole house in a few days, find a place to rent from afar, find appropriate programs for Jagger while living in a different state, and then make the long road trip with a huge U-Haul. What got me through the sleepless nights, the stressful planning and the ugly drive though was this thought that when we got...

Why I Pushed Little Kids

WHY I PUSHED LITTLE KIDS… AWAY  This post is not about kids I know or see on planned play dates, or my fellow mommy friends. This is about trying to play with my kids at the park, and being swarmed by a dozen stray children starving for attention, and me constantly asking the question “WHERE IS THIS KID’S PARENTS?!”  First off let me start by saying, I am not a mean person. Those who know me well would probably describe...