I stop at every crosswalk because cars can drive away, but not stopping could mean that I never run again.
My heart breaks as I’m biting my tongue to try to not to rush to F’s defence; letting him cry it out when he’s done wrong and had to be disciplined; watching him try to fix things for himself.
Pro-tip: Buy the Mouse ears. You’ll be glad. (I promise.)
Tomorrow morning, RomCom and I are hopping on a plane at stupid o’clock in the morning to head to the Sunshine State. Oh, and we’re going solo. F will be staying at home, with my (rockstar) Mum for a week. Being the bundle of excitement I am, I happily shared my travel plans with friends,… Continue reading who says?
I was so excited when I heard about this wish, I immediately got goosebumps: The wish granted hit so close to home.
Yesterday was hard. I felt wiped before 10 am as I tried to breathe through some tough family news and juggle work demands. When my day finally wrapped up – almost nine hours after I’d arrived in the office, I sat alone in my car decompressing. RomCom was actively preparing dinner as I stood, feeling… Continue reading the helping hand
Packing for a trip – either professional or personal pleasure – is challenging. Adding to the challenge: limiting oneself to a carry-on. Only. RomCom and I are headed to Florida (YAY!), and while he’s packing only a backpack I knew I needed a little more than my Mat&Nat bag to get me through a full… Continue reading pack a versatile wardrobe (in a carry-on)