In this house we do not criticize each other. We do not mock each other. We do not point fingers. We do not rehash the past. We do not hold a grudge. We do not ignore each other. We do not lie. We do not expect more of each other than we’re willing to give.… Read More…
Tag Archives: inner peace
How To Stop Struggling
What is your biggest fear? I have a few, mainly having to do with my kids, my husband and loss. I used to work myself into a real panic attack at times, until I learned a really great method on how to control my thoughts. Control is something I’m good at. When people tell me… Read More…
I Want My Mama Back
A long, long time ago, when I was about to finish high school, I wanted to be a flight attendant. It sounded glamourous to me, and I had never been on a plane before, so wasn’t afraid to fly yet. A recruiter came to my house to interview me for Flight Attendant School. She wanted… Read More…
If I Had Another Day
By Denise Barry If I had another day… I would laugh out loud, even in a really quiet room filled with stuffy people. I would jump in the pool with my kids when they asked, and even get my hair wet. I would go to the movies alone. I would order the largest popcorn and… Read More…
There’s a Hole in My Sidewalk
“I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost… I am helpless. It isn’t my fault. It takes forever to find a way out. I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I… Read More…
How to Get Rid of Negative Feelings
What if we couldn’t hold on to negative feelings? What would that be like? Kids do it all the time. Have you ever seen a kid get angry or sad, then get distracted by well, just about anything, and instantly forget how bad they felt? They run off to play and life goes on. What… Read More…
My Mother’s Hands
Growing up, I didn’t really look like anyone in my family. Adults would study me and proclaim that I must have come from the Milk Man. When I was mad at my family, for whatever reason, I’d use this as a tool to feel sorry for myself, casting myself as the outsider. There was, however,… Read More…
I Was A Controlling Mom
When my daughter asked me to chaperone the community service event she was organizing for school I casually said, “Sure, no problem.” But secretly my heart soared! It had been years since I was allowed to go on a field trip with either of my kids. The last few I attended were because I wasn’t… Read More…