Now I can find the humor and fleeting sweetness in the messy moments of life with family. It’s not an indictment on any of us that our house isn’t Pottery Barn catalog clean, or that any of the things described herein are in stark contrast from the way family life is “supposed to be.”
Tag: motherhood
Dear Mother’s Day, I don’t love you. Working on it.
If this day – and all the ceremonious tributes that surround it – isn’t your jam, I feel you.
To help me get through all the feels about it, I crafted this rhyme-ish collection of heart thoughts.