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Collect Moments, Not Things

Collect Moments, Not Things

Christmas is coming and the rush has begun to begin buying. More and more I want to buy less and less for the girls. Years from now will they really remember that doll or that game? What I want are memories. I want them to have a collection of memories and moments that will always…

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Welcome to Wonderland

Welcome to Wonderland

“Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and…

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Invisible

Invisible

As a Single Mom, I record Mina’s life in pictures and videos. When I look back through the years of pictures, I notice that there are few candid pictures which include me. I am that silent presence taking pictures, but there isn’t someone there to capture those mother/daughter moments that so many other moms seem…

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Thank You

Thank You

I have always been a grateful girl, but I have made a conscious effort to be more vocal about it by saying thank you more often. I think it began during and after my divorce when people began to reach out and help me not because they had to but because they wanted to. I…

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Moon Magic

Last night was the last full moon of summer and we decided to celebrate it. It has become a tradition for Mina and me to make these nights magical. She likes to capture moon beams in her crystals by setting them outside over night. We also take the time to make wishes, write our gratitudes…

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Let it go…

The last month has been a flurry of activity and the days moved so fast that the memories blur one into the next. Spring Break, Easter, birthdays, dance performance rehearsals take precedence and Mina’s bedroom look like a tornado landed. Mina’s room was so bad that I would get physically uncomfortable within its chaos. Sunday…

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I gave myself permission

Over the past few years, I have made a commitment to myself to sew for the girls twice a year. I used to sew more. However, as I have become busier, I needed to focus and figure out what was the most important aspect of these projects for me. This year, with all the things…

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Yes, I’m that mom…

Yes, I am that mom known on the school playground as “the Mom with Blue hair.” After years of forgetting, my blue hair is my reminder to always care for myself and my appearance. Yes, I am that mom that will care for her girls but not cater to their whims. Fits, Tantrums and whining…

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