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First Day of School--Again! PDF Print E-mail
Written by CC   
Wednesday, 06 August 2014 10:37

To My Children:

As I watch you start another school year, and our lives become less about firsts and more about a rhythm of responsibilities and laughter, I want to write you these things today.

 

Never hold a grudge.  It hurts you more than it hurts the other person.

 

Always laugh if you have a chance.  Laugh aloud from your soul.  Laughter becomes more and more the best dessert, the longer you live.

 

Be the best person you can be.  It always counts, even if no one sees. 

 

When you love, love all the way.  Your heart will be broken, simply because that’s part of life.  But loving halfway doesn’t protect you from pain or a broken heart. 

 

Don’t be afraid of pain.  It won’t kill you.  The sooner you understand it’s a necessity, the sooner you can learn to hold it when it’s yours and let it go when it’s no longer yours anymore. 

 

If you love to dance, dance!  If you love to read, read!  If you love to cook, please cook for me!

 

When you look back on your life, I hope you remember the good and the bad and understand why they both exist.

 

If I could take away all your pain, I wouldn’t.  It would make you less than you are.

 

If I could give you anything, I would give you strength and peace.  With those two things, you can live quite fully. 

 

Trust yourself.  Please trust yourself always.  You are amazing, and you know best about you.

 

Authority is necessary.  Don’t fight it.  Embrace it.  Learn from it.  Surrender when it’s time.  And understand its purpose.

 

When all else fails, sit down and breathe.  Just breathe.  Life isn’t as complicated as you think.  There are simple truths.  Just breathe.

 

I love you, always and forever.  Always and forever.  No matter what happens, this is the one thing I can promise you…  the one thing in all the world that cannot change…  I love you.  You can never do anything to change that.  But that’s not a challenge, sweetie.

 

And even though I love you, I can still make your life hell.  Don’t forget that. 

 

One more thing from me…  I think the spice of life is new things, things you’ve never done before or might never do again.  That’s just me.  But if you ever feel bored, try it.  Try something that makes you feel uncomfortable.  Then grin crazy.  You’ve stepped outside of you and you are still you.  That’s the shit, baby! 

 

Love you both!

MOM

 
Just Another Awesome Day! PDF Print E-mail
Written by CC   
Friday, 06 June 2014 11:29

I haven’t written in awhile.  Mostly because my life has been turned upside down…  And in no small part to my own choices.  It’s been three months since my husband and I separated.  What?  I know.  If you don’t know, it’s because you’re not on the mailer list.  Sorry, call me to be added. 

 

But seriously, so many days my life are not what they used to be.  And that’s all good.  But it has its odd little drawbacks that make me say “Hmmmmm…”  Like the fact that I am now raising two kids (some of the time anyway) in a 900 something square foot apartment.  You know the facts.  It’s never 1000.  It’s like 969 or 978 or something so close that you tend to round up in your head. 

 

Our back yard looks like a patio, because it is.  It’s a little patio, 2 floors up, looking out over a bunch of other people in apartments, some with stories much like ours.  And we don’t have a salon, parlor, and library like we did at the other house.  We just have a room that has a kitchen, dining room, living room and family room all in one.  How I did not think of this efficiency before, I will never know.  It’s genius. 

 
I Have A Tweener! PDF Print E-mail
Written by CC   
Thursday, 01 May 2014 12:19
So I’ve decided life gets better as the kids get older…  for a lot of reasons.  If you don’t know why, I will have to tell you another day.  But I have a ten year old.  I had no idea what a “tweener” was because that term didn’t exist when I was a baby or a kid or a teenager…  Notice the sequence?  Yah, now there’s a thing called a “tweener”.  It’s a state between kid and before full-fledged teenager. 

 

The urban dictionary says a tweener is “One who doesn't fall in any category of people (cliques). The tweener walked through the halls helplessly looking for a place to belong.”  Got it.  And so begins another tortured segment of our illustrious society.  Go, Tweeners! 

 

What it has done for us, though, as parents, is helped us to understand why the kids who are not teenagers yet, act like teenagers.  Sure, it could be the soy they eat or the polluted meat and all that.  Or it could be something totally different. All I know is my tweener, Mack, is a pain in the ass some days.  He loves me the most, but he finds it playful and fun and deviously enjoyable to see if he can ruffle my feathers.  And since I don’t have feathers, you can imagine I might yell or scream or turn blue trying not to do the last two.  Instead, and yay me, I have found that I am able to be “un-upset” for longer and longer periods of time.  I like to give credit to my competitive nature.  Once I saw that this was a game, I was all, “WTF?  You serious?  Let’s go, baby!”  And now I’m going to win.  And you see why maturity is so important to good parenting… But that’s another blog. 

 
We Don't Need You, Mom! PDF Print E-mail
Written by CC   
Wednesday, 16 April 2014 09:47

It was 6:30AM.  My ten year old Mack was banging around in the kitchen, on the other side of my bedroom wall.  It’s always a little scary to hear him banging around so loudly because I can picture him getting very intense.  And when he gets intense, he quits thinking as rationally.  But I’ve learned to let him be, because he will let me know if there’s a problem very quickly.  His louds are the loudest.  His panic is the highest.  I will know, I tell myself.  I start getting out of bed and round the corner as he louds me…  “Mom, go back to bed!  You have to go!” 

 

So those are the moments I have to calm myself down.  He has trouble explaining in that moment what he needs.  He just knows that he feels strongly that I should be doing something he wants me to do.  But it is more difficult for him to understand why I would question that or why he shouldn’t yell.  So I have to remind myself of all these things before I respond. 

 
A Bit of Everything PDF Print E-mail
Written by CC   
Tuesday, 25 February 2014 11:53
There’s no point in wondering why.  It really just takes up good time and energy.  It just is.  Today is today.  Life is what it is, and it handed you what it did.  Put it in your arms and call it your own.  There’s no point in fighting what the universe handed you or what you have made of your life or allowed your life to become.  Because now it is yours, whatever it is, wherever you are.  Own it.  Love it.  Call it “George”.  And that’s pronounced HOR HAY. 


Give when you can.  Laugh when it’s not at someone else.  Put a flower behind your ear (until it dies).  Don’t worry about being late sometimes.  Take a breath and see if your shoulders are where they should be or around your ears.  Practice being kind.  Don’t judge yourself too much.  Don’t always compromise, but compromise if you know the other person loves you enough to follow through on their end of the deal. 

 
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