Last week one of my kids asked me how they could get the courage to talk to someone they have a crush on. Now I only have one high school Crush Story where I exhibited bravery. It was at a high school graduation party and I approached the boy I’d been crushing on for two years and asked him to dance. He said no. On the surface, it’s not such a great story. Except for the part where I actually… Read more »

  So all last week I found myself thinking about a button.     My son decided he wanted to go to prom (a week before prom, mind you), which meant a last minute run for prom tickets, a boutonniere, a corsage, and a tux. My husband suggested he try on his tux. His twenty year old wedding tuxedo.       The tux fit. It was a tad roomy, but all it really needed was a new button. I… Read more »

Each week I aim for optimism in my posts. But some weeks I feel like gloomy Eeyore.  I doubt the positive message.  I feel like a poser, or a Pollyanna.  I wonder if you’ll think,   Who is this woman handing me these rose-colored glasses?   Because sometimes behind that optimistic message I feel defeated, frustrated.   These were supposed to be stars and other assorted cut out cookies.   This past week was no exception.  There was a moment… Read more »