Category mental health

I do a better job of caring for my actual child than the preschool craft version of her.

Who I Was Today

I want to remember who we were today. Today was a Wednesday at the beginning of June, 2015. C had a week off from PDO last week, and today she returned to school. It was her first day of the summer session and she transitioned from the two-year-old classroom to the three-year-old preschool classroom, aptly titled “Monkey […]

Eating the Elephant

Eating the Elephant

For a long time now, I’ve likened writing to therapy. It’s a cheap way to get my thoughts in a row, to temper the negativity of my life with the positivity. Through writing, I’ve learned new things about myself that I otherwise might not have ever uncovered. I’ve analyzed problems and worked through complicated, conflicted emotions. Writing […]

You Can Dance If You Want To

The last couple weeks have been a mishmosh of sad, uncomfortable, infuriating, and just plain exhausting. I’m still stunned by the death of Robin Williams. I can’t put my finger on why exactly his passing has hit me on such a profound level – I suppose he’s one of those actors you expect to grow old with […]

Keep On Mo-vin’

Heeeeeey guys. Time for a Movember check-in! As far as I’m concerned, November – and therefore Movember – ends with Thanksgiving. However, the calendar tells tells us otherwise, and as long as we’ve got some residual turkey in the fridge and a few bald spots left on our upper lips, we need to keep pushing. It […]

More Than the Sum

I am thinking a lot about my brother lately. He is more than the sum of his parts, although the sum of his parts do yield a pretty impressive human. See thus: 1. He is an Eagle Scout. He started scouting as a kindergartener and he went the entire way. No small thing. Achieving the […]