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adolescence, be present, kids, life is good, living for real, parenting, perspective / 02.11.2016

The bin that holds bits and pieces of past costumes was retrieved a few weeks before Halloween from the shelf above the dryer. Angel wings, a Mardi Gras mask, a studded black belt, a top hat, and other treasures were found and spread all over my bedroom floor.   My office floor was covered with 12-gauge shotgun shell casings (don’t ask where they came from) and rolls of duct tape where Alex spent hours constructing ammunition belts.   As if that was not enough junk, the husband and two kids paid a...

adolescence, anxiety, beauty, courage, freedom, kids, love, make a difference, parenting, real life / 31.01.2016

[caption id="attachment_2800" align="aligncenter" width="486"] Photo by Marisa Albrecht[/caption]   Strumming starts and stops behind her closed door It’s a common sound Guitar chords Experimenting with sounds Lyrics follow Poetry Songwriting Digging masterpieces out of her stressed out, overworking teenage brain I don’t dare touch I soak in the artistry and accomplishment Songs are presented as precious gems Delicate Shining as they are At 15, she’s supposed to be full of angst. Confused and insecure. That’s what I was expecting anyway. She’s my first, so I have no idea what’s going on or what I’m doing. But, she’s completely confident in herself. She doesn’t wear...

acceptance, addiction, adolescence, balanced life, beauty, blessings, contentment, crying, death, depression, freedom, guest post, kids, life is good, living for real, past, real life, some things you keep, suicide / 27.01.2016

  Writer Shawn Smucker has a series on his blog called "Letters To Those We've Lost" where he features letters from guests. Some of the letters were so powerful and beautiful, I decided to write my own. Sometimes writing a few paragraphs takes me hours, but this letter took about 15 minutes to come out of me. I guess I was ready to say it!   Dear Mom,   The last time I spoke to you was from the phone in Jeff’s apartment. I loved hanging out there with him, my big brother. I called to tell you...

adolescence, beauty, coffee, contentment, crying, death, depression, kids, living for real, pain, suicide / 11.11.2015

  Woke up this morning to the obnoxious bell tower tone from the alarm on my phone. Before falling asleep, I had tossed the phone to the other side of the room so there was no chance of snoozing when the alarm sounded at 4:45. I needed to be completely upright because a friend was on her way over for a walk.   As I shook the fuzz out of my head and shuffled toward the coffee, I seriously questioned my decision to stay up so late turning pages of a...