Category Archives: just.be.enough

Balance Schmalance

This space has been neglected. Sporadic postings and even less sporadic comments with online friends has left me feeling more than a little guilty about going silent. Part of me feels like I need to explain. Part of me feels like every other blogger, actually every other person, has been here and already understands. I…

Treading Water

My house is a wreck. There are piles of toys, books and clothes all over the floors while papers, dirty dishes, and miscellaneous trinkets cover the shelves, counters and tables. My bed isn’t made. The kid’s rooms are just as bad and I haven’t the energy nor the desire to straighten or clean them. I…

Perfect Enough

I sneak into the house just as the sun begins to rise. I’m hoping that the garage door doesn’t wake anyone because a few minutes to myself would be nice. My feet are swollen and my back is sore after twelve hours of abuse. Leaving my shoes in the garage, I head upstairs to wash…

My Hidden Truth

I never wanted to have kids. As a girl, I imagined my future held a career, a condo in the city (any city, really) and a two seater sportscar. I dreamed of vacations in Europe, long weekends at the beach, and quiet nights curled up with a good book and a glass of wine. I’d…