I have a confession. I used to be a bookworm. The kind that would be deaf to the world when a book found its way into my hands. A person who’d lose all sense of place or communication once the book had ensnared me with its words, sentences, paragraphs.
Until the internet, social media and blogging happened. Continue reading “Why we must make time to read”
In early July, I sprained my right wrist. Or at least, that’s what the doctor thinks I did. It’s a bit of a mystery, really, since I don’t remember how/if I did it. Be that as it may, the tendons in the wrist began to hurt excruciatingly. Continue reading “Why I have begun to do things slowly”
What’s life without crests and troughs? That’s what I think about when I look back at June. It’s been a very unpredictable month especially after the relative calm of May. Every June (or at least that’s what it feels like) I seem to go into a mode of overwhelm, either as a mom or as a woman. I’m not sure if it’s the back-to-school routine that has this effect or something in the air which helps it along. Continue reading “Gratitude for June: The Ups, Downs & the Steady”
