Medal Monday: The Race That Almost Beat Me.

I’ve run countless road races, of many distances. I’ve struggled to get to the end of some. Others were smooth like butter. Saturday’s race was definitely more of the former. A lot more. So much more, that I can say, after it was all said and done: It was my absolute, worst run ever. It […]

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Reflections: Another year gone, happy birthday!

I still hold value to that my life’s experiences, be it positive, negative (or really negative), create, and shape exactly who I am today. I started another journey around the sun last week with the celebration of my day of birth, and it always seems to be the time I look back on the year […]

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Dear Adam.

Dear Adam, I gave my son your teddy bear. I’ve written this letter to you a dozen times by now. Each time, it’s a little different. Each time, it still hurts my heart. I had a baby boy. He’s not really my baby anymore, though. He’s grown into such a little boy this past summer. […]

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Self-care and Guilt.

We’ve all seen going around social media, or maybe even have heard a friend or loved one say: “Self-care isn’t selfish.” While that may be the case. We really do need to take care of ourselves in order to be the best person we can be for our partners, children, other family members and friends […]

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Parenthood: Working on brave.

The other morning, strapping my son in and tucking his blanket around him in his seat because the air is crisp in the mornings now, he thanked me. My two and a half year old thanked me for performing something so basic for him because he was unable to do it himself. Along our morning […]

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Zucchini, zucchini everywhere.

Summer time. Although the weather here these past few days would have you feeling otherwise, it’s still the season of Summer, and it’s slowly winding down. Just a few weeks until the calendar turns to the Autumn season and it becomes all things spice, pumpkin – and crockpot. It wasn’t until this year that I […]

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Parenthood: Time is fleeting.

In a world that is growing in its lack of compassion and love, I’m fighting to show my son what it means to hang on to those two very important things. He holds a hand on my wrist as if to tell me, even long after he has fallen asleep: “Mommy, don’t go.” I have […]

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