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Happy Mother’s Day!

Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing Moms I know and love. Those with us and those who have gone before us. This day is hard for some of us, I know. I miss my Mom too. But I’m grateful for the memories. Grateful for the legacy she left us. And grateful that I got…
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Write, Straight Up

Not on the rocks. Not with a splash. Maybe a twist, that’d be fun. But don’t water it down. Write what you want to say, write from you heart, and write, for the love of everything, like you mean it. If you don’t mean it, don’t waste your reader’s time, or yours. After 20 something…
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This Thing About Community, And Why We Need It

Can I be honest? Groups scare me a little. Anything larger than my husband and I, and two other couples is just a bit out of my comfort zone. Even when our group of eight, all close and fun friends, gets together, the house is just a bit too loud. And that’s kind of funny…
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What Am I Afraid Of?

Words fail me. Lately. When I try to sum up what this thing is that I do and why I do it and why I can’t not do it and why some days the words won’t come . . .  words fail me. And the question rattles hard in my head. Is it . .…
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The Magic Formula

Sharing some thoughts on writing, and life. So I’m asked this a lot. Mostly in author interviews, occasionally in an email from an aspiring author who just wants a break, wants her words to be seen, heard. “What’s the magic formula?” I’d tell you if I knew. Honest. So this is the part I could…
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Why Not Me?

The stories make me sad. So terribly sad. And angry. Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ve seen them too. All over social media. The hashtag #MeToo Sometimes no story at all. Sometimes more than we may want to know. But they’re all connected. Women. Women who have in some way, been violated. Been…
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And So We Choose This Thing

Thirty one years. Today. I stood before him in a long white gown that cost more than my father wanted to spend, but he bought it for me anyway, because it was the one and he was ‘the one’ and my Dad would have bought me the moon if I said I wanted it. I stood…
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Is It Supposed To Hurt This Much?

That was a text I got from my daughter a few hours into labour. “Is it supposed to hurt this much?” I wanted to laugh, but I didn’t. Because, yes. It is. And it does. And it will continue to. With every challenge that comes with being a parent. Being a mother or father or…
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Why You Keep Trying And When It's Time To Quit.

How did it get to be Friday already?! Well, here we are, and I hope you’ve had a good week. I have some thoughts rattling around lately, that I figure I might try to express, because we’ve been talking about this stuff, my friends and I, and maybe you have too. Fractured Relationships.    Yowch.…
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She's Here!

I know. I left you all hanging. Well. The three people that read this blog on occasion. Ha. I can’t blame you, sporadic blogger that I am. Anyway. One week yesterday, our little Annabel Rose made her dramatic entrance, and I have to say, though I may be slightly biased, she is perfect. And I…
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And So You Celebrate . . .

July 16, 2016 | 0 Comments

(My sister and I celebrating the arrival of the first copies of my new book!) The past couple weeks have been a whirlwind. Both in my personal life and in the events happening around the world, and to be honest, right now I just want to step back from the bad and celebrate the good.…

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How Do We Simply Carry On?

July 8, 2016 | 1 Comment

*** I’m not posting pictures with this piece because I think we’ve all seen and heard enough. Instead, I hope my words will speak just as loudly.*** I am burdened. Today, four days out from the release of my very highly anticipated novel (mostly by me), I should be elated. Over the moon excited and…

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So My Mom Wrote A Book…

June 14, 2016 | 15 Comments

Hey, everybody! This is Noah. (I’m the adorably handsome dog in the picture). I’m hijacking my mom’s blog today, because, quite frankly, enough is enough.  I’m used to getting all the attention around here, seriously, and lately? Well, my mom wrote this book. And it’s getting AAAAALLLLLL the attention. That’s my Mom. That’s her book.…

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Why I Love Me Before You

June 3, 2016 | 24 Comments

I’m not going to bother with the SPOILER ALERT or DISCLAIMER tags because, face it, if you don’t want to read this, why’d you click the link? I don’t generally jump into these arguments, but yesterday I read something that made me cringe. And I’d had enough. I’m an author. I have been writing fiction…

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And This Is Why The Words Matter …

May 19, 2016 | 0 Comments

So I wrote a piece about Guarding The Writer’s Heart – and it’s true. It’s tough out there. You’re going to get criticism no matter what. It’s just a given. Kinda like running for President. But not. And we won’t go there. But you know . . . this year so far . . .…

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Flashback Friday – Facing Fear

April 29, 2016 | 2 Comments

I was a scared kid. Scared of being alone, scared of being left/abandoned. I think I was scared of the dark for awhile. Timid, shy and terrified of anything that would have me step out of my comfort zone. I had a lovely visual for this blog, an old photo, but I can’t for the…

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Remember When?

April 4, 2016 | 20 Comments

How many conversations start with that question? Probably more than we remember. Yet it’s an immediate pull back into the past, back to an event or shared memory that somehow binds people together, often whether they like it or not. The biggest events in history have turned strangers into friends. V-Day. The assassination of JFK.…

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Observations From The Back Row

February 9, 2016 | 6 Comments

Ever been in car, just coasting along and then BAM! A tire blows. You’re forced to pull over. If you’ve got a spare, you can replace the blown tire and get on your way. But if you don’t for some weird reason have a spare or you just have no earthly clue how to change…

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Why Do The Words Matter?

January 19, 2016 | 23 Comments

There will be those who simply refuse what you’re giving. They will scorn, belittle and reject. And okay, sure, that might hurt. But that doesn’t mean you stop trying.

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So We Don't Miss The Good …

December 31, 2015 | 3 Comments

My last blog post of 2015! How crazy is that! I’m hearing from a lot of people that this year has flown by, and I have to agree. Seems like just yesterday we were preparing to welcome in 2015, and here we are, saying goodbye. If you’re like me, you take a little time to…

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Happy Mother’s Day!

Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing Moms I know and love.
Those with us and those who have gone before us.
This day is hard for some of us, I know. I miss my Mom too.
But I’m grateful for the memories. Grateful for the legacy she left us. And grateful that I got to be a mom, and finally understand it all. Maybe. I don’t know that you ever get to the point where you feel you ‘know it all’.
And that’s a good thing. 
So after almost 29 years of trying to figure this mom thing out, I may have a few thoughts.
And because I know a lot of young moms out there right now, I thought I’d share them with you today.
Being a mom is the most incredible gift you will ever get, and it’s also the hardest thing you’ll ever do.
You will never get it ‘right’. There is no such thing as ‘the perfect mom’, so quit trying to be that.
And all those sleepless nights, temper tantrums and days where you go into the bathroom, shut the door and cry because you just need five minutes of peace? They don’t last.
The trash free lunches and ticked homework schedules and the endless driving from here to kingdom come and back again every darn day, gone in a flash. The fights and arguments and stony silences across the dining room table? Forget it. When your kid says they hate you, what they really mean is they don’t understand why they’re not getting their way. And one day? One day they will. They will get it, and they may even thank you for it.
Because one day you’ll be sitting on the other side of all this wondering where the time went.
One day you’ll be holding the next generation in your arms, blown away by the miracle that this kid came from your kid, and you’ll try to figure out how it went so fast and how you got through it all unscathed. Maybe you didn’t. But those heart scars? They are precious. Because they tell your story.
We do battle for our kids every day, Moms. Doesn’t matter how old they are. And they need us.
They need us to fight for them and with them, to pray, for them and with them for as long as they’ll let you. But most of all? They just need our deepest unconditional love. All day. Every day. Through all those hard things and through the best things. The laughter and the hugs, the victories and the broken dreams and the tears, and the sweet moments of silence when the whisper through the dark comes, and you hear, “I love you, Mom.”
So hang in there. What you’re doing, this raising up kids to be responsible adults, it sounds impossible now, right? But it’s not. And it’s the most important thing you will ever do in your life. And nobody can do it quite like you.
And when you know that through it all, even though you’ve failed a million times and got back up the next day and started over again, and, well, you’ve just done the best you can, and . . . they love you anyway?
That’s all we can ask for.
And truly? That’s the best reward of all.
Yes. It’s worth it.
So worth it.
Keep doing what you’re doing, Moms. You’re amazing.
And I love you.