February comes with grief and depression, each and every year. I tell my story of how it came to be and how I have adapted to survive.

I like to liken the ocean to our relationships in our life.

Have a day that you haven’t had in a long long time.

Sometimes we just take our best guess as a Mom and hope for the best.

My moms words ring in my ear.

Most of our suffering comes from being in other peoples business.

Abundance versus scarcity.

Fear is crucial, it has purpose. What about when fear runs our life?

Tender mercies, and fruitful gardens.

We love fails. We celebrate them in our house.

Does your schedule line up with your goals?

I suffer with CMS (Cranky Mom Syndrome)

What if we treated ourself like we treat our best friend?

Rest easy, its all part of the plan.

I talk too much, but here’s why…..

My job as a mom, its pretty simple.

Real Raw love, isn’t always pretty.

I’m plenty.

Commitment causes change.

Loving only when my kid behaves. Yuck!