First Rule of Fight Club

Recently, Earl had his first lesson in choosing friends. As adults, we understand that the people we hang around can influence our decisions, get us into or out of trouble, and who really has our back. Sometimes, we forget that our little people haven’t learned these lessons yet. At the end of the last school…

As The Sun Sets

Prompt: Write a shorty story about a couple at the beach during sunset. The sun set over the sea and I wondered how we got here. How I got here. There was no more us. His black scarf warmed my hands and tugged as the cool sea breeze gently kissed my cheeks. Kisses like his,…

Thanks and Green Tea

This Thanksgiving I’m truly thankful. I’m thankful that I was able to sleep peacefully last night. Just this time last year, we were in and out of the hospital. Earl’s asthma was not well controlled. Love and I were scared to sleep. Scared we wouldn’t hear when his breathing would change. Trying to balance time…

Chamomile and Camels

One thing I have learned as a mom is that children provide absolutely no context when they decide to change topics. No warning. Nothing to tie the there last statement and the one before it together. Earl, Grey, I were sitting down to lunch the other day. Earl is explaining the mechanics of his new…

Hello There

Time truly does fly when you are always running, or whatever they say. I can’t believe it’s been 4 years since I posted on here. Have a cup of lavender and honey blend tea with and let’s catch up. Earl is now eight years old and the sweetest kid ever. He is always thinking of…

It Happens

Life is funny. Children are funny. On Saturdays, I make it a point to spend as much time with my children as possible. Some Saturdays, we get to spend the entire day playing pretend and tummy time and floor activities. Some Saturdays, laundry is the activity and we find fun in folding. Earl is not…

Milk and Peace

Both of my children suffer from eczema. The oldest rarely has flare-ups and, for the most part, it is controlled by using olive oil as a daily moisturizer. Depending on the brand that my Love buys at the store, I sometimes think that Earl smells like rosemary biscuits. Grey, on the other hand, has horrible…

Loss and Pain

Yesterday, my dog passed away. I was sad, hurt, angry, full of emotion. I’m still crying. His name was Bowston. He was 10 years old, he passed from complication with congestive heart failure and valve prolapse. Bowston lived a good life, a long life, and a full life. This angered me. Not because my dog…

Honesty

We teach our children that honesty is the best policy. We try to instill in them that they shouldn’t tell stories to make their friends feel better or to make to try and get out of trouble. For the most part it’s effective. Sometimes to a fault.