Through My Mother’s Eyes (For Mother’s Day)

It has taken me 36 years to love myself as much as my mother loves me. So, in honor of her infinite wisdom and me I undying love, I wrote this post. Every time I read it, I tear up– you have no idea how much words mean to me: especially the words of the person who gave (and continues to give me) life.


Mommy Over Money

I wondered, as I watched Beverly Johnson, Sweetie Pies, how much we give up when we pursue the career over the child; the money over mothering. Even with the best of intentions, can any of us ever really respond to the questions that will surely come after they’ve grown up and begin to have families of their own?