moms
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Guilt is a fickle mistress who cheats on you with your heart. While stinging your wound with citrus, it attacks and tears you apart. Guilt can linger like a bad date. It twists and turns your core. It is only when you grab the reins to your fate Because guilt can’t live here anymore.
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Unplugging for a little jumping. Summer came early.
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I am staring at the blank computer screen, having writer’s block. After three years of actively blogging I am stuck for a topic, even though my life is expansive on writing material. From my desk I can hear the birds chirping, the slight spring breeze wafts through my open window. My family is out…
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‘Mommy, here is my heart in your necklace.’ said my five-year-old beauty. Take that Tiffany’s.
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My Life In Lyrics By Loretta Lynn “She’d smile in Mommy’s understanding way.” The song, the 1976 best-selling memoir and the Oscar-winning bio picture, The Coal Miner’s Daughter, made Loretta known world-wide. She was the first woman to be named Entertainer of the Year by the Country Music Association and she continues to play…
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I am walking through the mall with my daughters and see Mother’s Day signage. What should be a happy sight, I feel mixed emotions. Ever since my mom died I have hated Mother’s Day. I’ve tried to make it passable by honoring my grandmothers, but it wasn’t the same. Now as a mom, I…
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Before I started this blog I wrote two books for my kids on our cat Harley who died while I was pregnant with our second daughter. When my newest baby was mere months old I began to write about being a mom while missing mine. Off-topics like book reviews and moments with my marriage filled…
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I am looking through my girls’ photo books. With every picture I recall snippets of the day each were taken. I see my babies in the various stages of development. I remember the longing for them to grow up so I could understand their needs. The long, long nights of walking with them to…
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When I mention to an acquaintance that my mom died a long time ago, I am met with the pity look. The label gets stamped on my forehead like a marquee. Sometimes the other person asks how I take breaks or go to appointments. I answer, I don’t get breaks and my kids come with…
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The Out-of- sync Child recognizing and coping with sensory processing disorder by Carol Kranowitz, M.A. Before my youngest daughter was diagnosed last year with autism I was overwhelmed with all of the books offering advice. This book helps break down what you can do for your child who might not be on the spectrum but…
Danielle Christopher 