Life, Love, & Laundry

Last year, shortly after I wrote the blog post we re-posted last Tuesday entitled I am Not Proud of My Daughter for Being Gay, I had someone pretend to be offended…I know they really were not but it did get me thinking, and so this time when we posted it, I decided to write this follow up and explain.  While I am proud of Adaliah for being very vocal and proudly gay…it does not mean that I would not be proud of her if she chose to be silent.  I believe that everyone does need to stay true to themselves,...

Do you ever get good news, you know it is good news, but it just doesn't feel like good news? My example is this...I got a call from the doctor a few days ago, after having some tests done. I do not in fact have a disease they suspected I had. So YAY, good news! But that leaves me without answers and that can be frustrating. At least with a diagnoses I can see the path ahead, I know what to google, how to research. But with more unanswered questions...where do I go from here?  Over the last few years...

**This blog was written awhile back, stay tuned next week, with a more recent update on this journey.*** I took one of my kids to a dietitian the other day, it was a great appointment, when we left my child said "Wow, she said a lot of things that you always say!" Ding ding ding, maybe this mother knows a thing or two. hahaha One of the things she said that really resinated with me, and I try to tell myself and my children...is that the size you are (or the weight) does not determine how healthy you are. There...

There is this song, I heard it for the first time awhile ago...I liked it, it was catchy. So, I added it to my playlist. And as I was listening over the months, I realized something about it.  When I first heard it, my mind pictured a tall, blue eyed, blond woman. I assumed she was outgoing, yet meek. Friendly and kind. The "ideal" woman, whatever that means. hahaha But as I listened to the words, really listened to them....I realized even though I did not fit the description my mind had made up (no where in the song does...

I do not remember much when I was little…never have, so I know it is not just old age. So I cannot tell you if I was a little kid who went around singing or not. But I can tell you that I remember as a teenager, I used to sing. I was in choir at school and at church. No one ever told me I was a good singer…but I do remember a few times I was told I was not very good. (Why do the negative things prior say always stick with us more than the positive?!?)  And...