Learning To Let Go: Fourth Time’s a Charm
On Saturday, I dropped my oldest off at school in Vermont to start his sophomore year of college. This is the fourth time I’ve had to say goodbye, and I think I’m finally getting the hang of it. The key: Step back and don’t take anything personally.
If It’s Not One Thing, It’s Another
I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than f*ck. Things keep breaking in my house. Big things. Expensive things. Seriously, WTaF?! Can a girl get a break?
But I’m saying f-you to Murphy and his law, and trying my hand at The Law of Attraction to bring more positivity (and less broken shit) into my life.
