I struggle with contentment. I’m a perfectionist, firstborn, type A, always looking for something better, worried about the future, and a slave to my own expectations. The week of my mother’s death was much more difficult than I had anticipated. I was just sure that after years of watching my mother suffer and decline in…
I have struggled with depression, anxiety and even panic attacks since adolescence. Some of this has been hormonal, some has been situational. My mental health affects my physical health, zapping my energy, my appetite and my immune system, and I end up plagued by weight loss, frequent illness and chronic sinusitis. And, inevitably, it affects my marriage and my…
Often, on New Year’s Eve, I publish a post filled with photos and happenings from the past year. (Here are the posts from 2012 and 2013.) A look back at last year I’ve been putting off the 2014 post because it is difficult to write. Earlier today, I re-read the Bible verse for the 2014-2015 Mothers of Preschoolers (MOPS)…
Dear Mom, Your oldest granddaughter loves grape-flavored lip balm. I would never buy grape-flavored anything but the lip balm came in a trial beauty box subscription. The smell always makes me think of Dimetapp. I remember you making me take it whenever I had a cold, even though I hated the flavor. I remember you taking care…
I’m wrapping up National Nutrition Month with a brain food post that is several years in the making. My relationship with food and health shifted dramatically following my mother’s Alzheimer’s diagnosis. Disclaimer: I am not a medical doctor and cannot give medical advice. I am simply a health enthusiast, sharing what I have learned about…
