When Mother’s Day is Hard

It definitely makes one feel vulnerable to share what your heart feels so deeply.  To let your heart bleed on “paper” for all to look at and comment on.  Please know as I write this I’m not looking for comments or fixes or platitudes.  I am simply using my voice to tell my heart’s story in the hopes that it will help ease the pain and loneliness that one may feel in their own story.

Moms are deserving of a day where they receive home-made cards, flowers, lunch made by someone else and extra loves as a “thank you” for all they pour out on others day in and day out.  Everyone in my immediate family is a mom, most of my friends are moms and they are some of the most amazing humans I know, who love big, try hard and do so in countless, selfless ways.  Moms Rock!  So, I don’t write this post to detract from all they deserve but to put voice to what I’m fairly certain is not only a heartache known to me. Continue reading “When Mother’s Day is Hard”

Learning to Dream Again

What did you dream about when you were a child?  We all have dreams, something we spend time thinking about, hoping for, praying for, planning for (at least if you’re a planner like me).  I used to dream, hope, pray and plan a lot…but as the years rolled by, I started to dream a little less, felt like my odds were dwindling with each passing day.  Anyone can stay hopeful for a time, but when you feel like others have passed you by and your still sitting there hoping, dreaming, praying and planning, it starts to get a little discouraging.  So you talk to yourself, “hang in there”, “keep believing”, “keep doing what you know to do”…and all you hear are crickets. Continue reading “Learning to Dream Again”