Sometimes I’m hit so hard by parenting, I completely lose my footing. It sends me adrift in an ocean of stress and feelings of inadequacy so dark and deep, drowning feels imminent. Not because I don’t love my children. Not because I’m a “bad mom.” Nor am I ungrateful for the abundance of blessings in my life. I’m just… tired. The metaphorical treading of water that is parenthood can wear a parent out. That’s just the truth of it.
Oh, hey. It’s me. Been awhile. Life has changed some for me, and I find myself pulled back to the blinking cursor of my blog. Maybe blogging is archaic in the age of TikTok and Instagram TV. I’ve decided I’m okay with being outdated. Writing is cathartic and a way for me to process my world. Sharing my writing is both of those things, as well
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In 2018, I resolved to read MORE. I don’t know how many books I read in 2017, but it was less than what I completed in 2018. In 2019, I managed to find time for […]
I’ve written about the power and positive influence of my book club in previous blog posts. Over the years, I’ve been member to a number of book clubs, but this one stuck. When I pause […]
That time again; when WordPress asks me if I’d like to renew The Tall Mom webpage. And I hesitated… just like I have every year for the last five years or so. I’ve not been […]
It was only a matter of time before I ended up here, in front of a cursor and keyboard. I mean, the world as we know it has been strangely transformed into a simultaneously mind […]
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In 2018, I resolved to read MORE. I don’t know how many books I read in 2017, but it was less than what I completed in 2018. In 2019, I managed to find time for […]
I’ve learned writing is cathartic for me. It’s a way in which I can connect with others and get to know myself. I process much of my own experience between the lines of my blog […]
