The Wink

Winking at me

It is late November, the holidays are settling over us, murmurs about Santa and letters of gratitude in a child’s determined hand fill the house. The girls are finally asleep, the anticipation of “fay-cajun with us all” having kept them pinging off one another from daybreak to mom-cracking. I’m sitting in the kitchen, avoiding the [...]

Holiday Wisdom

A holiday is nearly upon us. The school days are fragmented, the to-do lists are mounting. Nerves are frazzled, errands are crippling, relatives are arriving. Forget the trimmings, forget the details, remember just this: The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. Rabindranath Tagore Revel in your moments. xo

Gratitude

Through my girls and for them— Saturday mornings sitting in honey-colored light with Fin. The way it feels when she places her hands on me. Catching a smile break across Briar’s face. Hearing the laughter that erupts when they romp. Watching Fin “ballereting.” Listening to Briar read. Watching Avery across the yard as she works with Sean. Understanding that they are who matter. Rising [...]

Behind the Scenes

This post may seem a departure, but the work side of me is very much a part of who I am. I cannot fathom not sharing this huge chapter with you. Thank you for indulging me. I remember during the height of my involvement at The Capitol Theatre, there was a shift. The routine of showing [...]

Pendulum

I know that we cannot always live within the light. I mean, if there is light, than there has to be dark, right? I am a sentimental and a romantic and a believer in black and white, so the gray and the dark pummel me, most of the time I respond with an adamant, “No!” Sometimes [...]

Crap

Yesterday Fin was talking about having her temperature taken at school. This morning I got the girls to school late. (No one’s hair was brushed.) On the walk home from the bus stop Briar told me that she “had to leap my frog,” because her homework wasn’t done. (Fin had no shoes on in the stroller.) Avery just told me [...]