Fixing My Eyes

A lost sheep. My eyes darted back and forth for safety, treasure, opportunities to drink (i.e. fun), career success, a place to call home. Frantic to escape the emotional pain. Squatting here and there, forcing myself to belong. Many drunk nights. Broken dreams, absent promises and a soul in need of repair. There was no … Continue reading Fixing My Eyes

When Balance is Outta Whack

Most people think of break-your-neck-busy when they hear balance is “outta whack”. Crazy schedules, an influx of visitors, multiple sports teams, side jobs, overtime, social calendar … Work and home. Are they ever in balance? For about a month before the first day of school (which is today), our whole house did more sitting than … Continue reading When Balance is Outta Whack