Every mom (and, even every woman, maybe) needs a village. A reeeeal village. A place where you can let down your hair and get comfortable. I have a village. I have a group of women who are supportive and honest and push me to be my best self and allow me to be my suckiest… Continue reading Find Your Village
Do you remember when we were teenagers and we thought nothing terrible could happen to us? We made crazy choices like riding in our friend’s truck at 100 mph or going on blind dates with strangers in Italy (just me?) or taking a drink from a total stranger. Teenagers think they’re invincible. I remember learning in Psychology 101… Continue reading It CAN Happen to You
I do not understand how people have thoughts and questions and feelings and keep those things inside of themselves. I find those people sometimes fascinating and sometimes completely unrelatable. How do you not complain when you’re frustrated? How are you having all these big feelings and not expressing them? Don’t you feel like at any moment… Continue reading Who You Are
I am sitting here. I am surrounded by two children who keep asking me questions and wanting to touch me and fighting over the dumbest things. I’m trying so hard not to complain, but I cannot help it because I am a weak person and the air conditioner is off to save our electricity… Continue reading No Lemonade Here–Move Along!
I have no idea what caused it. None. It’s not something I felt like I needed to change. It’s not something that I was working on. It just came out of nowhere. What happened, you ask? I 100% do not care about other women’s parenting decisions. No, really, I don’t. Let me back up. Some… Continue reading I Don’t Give A Crap
When I began to really understand what was happening at mass, I didn’t understand why people all around me weren’t crying with joy. Why people aren’t silent and reverent the entire time. Why the air in the church isn’t thick and important. Why did it seem, on the outside, like nothing important was happening? I… Continue reading Maybe
The following is my personal conversion story. I’m writing it mostly because I’ve been asked to share it at a retreat for college students (and what better way is there to gather my thoughts?). It would be awesome if someone could relate to my story and felt inspired to dig deeper. I know that, generally,… Continue reading A Conversion Story