Back some 25 years ago, a pregnant me went in for her very first ultrasound to find out the gender of the beautiful creature growing inside my ever expanding belly. I say beautiful because this is motherhood and that arrow to my heart was instant. I …
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Bullet Journaling 101 – Pandemic Edition
If you’re like me and are looking for a new project to become wildly interested in for a brief period of time, thinking it will take your mind off the deadly pandemic, life altering isolation, and melting polar ice caps, then bullet journaling might be for …
My Teenager Teacher
Acclaimed writer Joan Didion said, “See enough and write it down.” I’d venture a guess she wasn’t going through a pandemic when she said that because I’m not seeing much more than the same four walls these days. Or perhaps she was living the pandemic life …
The Cat Died and Now I’m Ready to Laugh Again
The cat died. I probably should have eased you into that more slowly, but I’ve never been known for my tact. It’s okay. She was really old. It wasn’t unexpected. And yet it was, because no matter how much you think you’re ready for it, you …
Why Being ‘Too Sensitive’ Is Really Pretty Great
From the minute I stepped onto the boardwalk loop at Congaree National Park I was spellbound. It’s a short hike that could be simply described as a stroll through a forested floodplain. To me, though, it felt like entering the gates to heaven. Trees as tall …
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What I Learned From My Very First Tech Shabbat
My very first blog post here at I’m Sick and So Are You chronicled a 30 day respite I took from social media. I’d grown concerned over the amount of time I spent on my phone and I thought a detox was in order. I survived …
Sometimes Wrong Turns Are Meant To Be
The plan was simple. Take the teenager, hike a mile and a half into the woods on a marked trail inside a state park, and meet up with friends who were camping. Then, have a glorious day, be wholly and profoundly changed by the experience, impart …
If Only I Had a Me
I almost fell asleep making dinner. I hadn’t sat down and forgotten it. I literally almost fell asleep standing up stirring a pot of boiling pasta. I’m tired. Bone weary. My soul is yawning. If only I had a me to help carry the load. I’ve …
One Foot In The Grave And The Other In The Kitchen Sink
Our daughter recently graduated from college with a degree in archaeology. Despite telling her for four years that she’d never find work in her chosen field, she has landed a job in, you guessed it, her chosen field of work. So, remember to shove that in …
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