love notes

Short messages of simple ways to love. our children. ourselves. our lives, just as they are, right now. Each Monday morning, just when you need them. Just when the week winds up to crazy-break-neck-speeds, Love Notes are there to give you a break. A place to breathe. A reminder to be. And to love.
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Dreams are more real than when we are awake
My annual letter to Clara--this year about the power and realness of our dreams--and how they whisper us to our future.
Dreams are more real than when we are awake
My annual letter to Clara--this year about the power and realness of our dreams--and how they whisper us to our future.
messy messy joy joy
a love note letter to Clara, the Nutcracker, and all of us about joy and the messiness in life.
the push and the pause
my last letter to a high school senior about life, and what comes next.
failing the back-to-school parenting test
What is on your to-do list and who is on your to-be-with list? How can you see beyond the problem to the child?
The Other Story (part I)
We all have a story. A reason for what we do. It’s true for our children, too. A preschooler who is melting down, a 10 year-old throwing a tantrum, or more choice words from a teen. There is always another story. One that includes the reason why. The other story gives us the broader view, the inner feelings. The other story takes us out of our story to the more.
pain, suffering, and skateland
We think the story we tell is a buffer, a way to protect ourselves. Because when we think “she always” or “he never” then we think it isn’t about us. But the secret ninja move of suffering is that while it looks like it is about someone else, it actually makes it about us even more.
My Dear Cinderella
Playing the evil step-mother is such fun. This is my advice to Cinderella.
We’ve experienced change before. I no longer change diapers, rock her to sleep, or get puked on when she’s sick. There is no choice about change. Change comes. (bumper sticker version: shit happens). The power, the choice comes in how we see it—as an end, or as an adventure.
The sorry sandwich. That’s it. A quick, gentle reminder serves us so much better than an accusation or a ten-minute diatribe. (trust me, I’ve tried both). When we start with us, it relaxes them. No blame. No shame. Instead, we stay connected. And that means the learning happens faster. Which we want, right? Owning our part says to our child “I’m in this with you.” It keeps us on their side. Which we are. Always.