I’ve lost my temper. I’ve lost my way. I’ve lost jobs. I’ve missed deadlines. I’ve missed flights. I’ve missed opportunities. I’ve broken the law. I’ve broken promises. I’ve broken hearts. I’ve overindulged. I’ve under delivered. I’ve lied. I’ve cheated. I’ve procrastinated. I’ve had to have the last word. I’ve taken short cuts. I’ve screwed up….
I hope my son doesn’t remember. I hope he can’t recall everything I say and do. I’d rather his memories of me standing in front of the mirror plucking my gray hairs and applying face masks be fuzzy. Just as I’d rather he completely block out the time I yelled at him so loudly my…
I usually leave the letter writing to you around here, but from time to time, I just have to address someone. This is one of those times. Dear Mom at the park, We’ve never met. I don’t know you. I don’t pretend to have any idea what kind of life or even day you have…
Kristin of What She Said is my guest today. Kristin and I have connected via Twitter and I love her easy going nature. I also love her description of why she writes her blog because her reasons are mine and I wish I was able to articulate myself this beautifully: I write because the emotions…
Lately I have been anything but present. I find myself getting distracted easily. My mind wanders. No, my mind races. I’m always thinking about the next thing. The next thing I think I need to do, the next chore or task to tackle, the next deadline, the next appointment or place I am suppose to…
Many of you may not know this, but Natalie (Mommy of a Monster) and I go way back. In a former life, long before either of us had children, let alone a blog, we used to work together at a very hip advertising agency. I liked Natalie from the moment I met her and it…
When I think of vacation, I picture quality time spent in a poolside lounge chair with a great book, a pile of magazines and being served too many cocktails. I also associate vacations with letting my hair down, uninterrupted conversations, new experiences, sleeping in and room service. I envision escaping it all: laundry, bills, TV;…
A two-year old has no concept of In just a minute or I’ll be right there. Making beds, sorting laundry and loading and unloading the dishwasher mean nothing to a toddler. Mommy and Daddy are talking right now, I’m on the phone and Let me just sit for a minute go in one ear and…
I worry that I’m not the calmest mom, the silliest mom, the prettiest mom, the fittest mom, the craftiest mom, the strongest mom, the coolest mom, the smartest mom, the tidiest mom, the handiest mom, or the wealthiest mom. I know I’m not the most creative, understanding, organized, thoughtful or patient mom. I’m not very…
When was the last time you wrote a letter? With the gentle encouraging and support of Nichole (In These Small Moments) and other friends at BlogHer, I am proud to introduce a new weekly feature on Letters For Lucas called Letters For You. I am urging friends to write a letter to someone, anyone; your…
