A day in the life of the single mom

 It’s remarkable how many things can happen in 12 hours, isn’t it? 

6am got up and dressed, check emails, made breakfast and lunch 

7:30am drove my daughter to school, signed son up for a middle school tour and test date, drive home.

8am drove boys to school, told the teacher one would need to get picked up early, reminded about, lunches, coats, backpacks and having a great day as they got out of the car.

8:30am drive to work. Call my mom, drive through for coffee, call my assistant and work through the schedule.

9am work. Check emails. Meetings at 10 and 11am.

Noon eat an apple while walking to statistics class and talking to my assistant.

1pm warm up lunch, eat while walking to the car, call school and tell them I am on my way to get my kiddo.

1:30pm pick up kiddo and drive to doctor’s appointment 45 min away.

2:20 doc appt, fill out specialist paperwork, appt, doc says kid is normal – thankful. Take a deep breath, possibly the first one today.

3pm drive to local health food store, frittata and smoothie for the kiddo, coffee for mom. 

4pm drive home. Talk to 2 coworkers on the way. 

5pm home, make dinner, do dishes, pack lunches, do statistics homework, check mail.

6pm eat dinner and talk about days, fill out baseball papwrwork, research piano lessons, check emails. 

7pm talk to my mom and dad.

7:30 melt and eat dark chocolate. Then practice lines for the school play with a kiddo.

8pm fix the printer

8:30pm tuck in kids

9pm bath and then sleep

A day in the life. 

It’s not bad, but certainly a challenge some days. The great thing is that everyday is a new gift. 

I am truly so grateful to be able to witness the lives of these three amazing kids. They brighten my life in so many immeasurable ways. While it’s not always easy, I am certainly and always so grateful to be their mom. Single parents: we’ve got this. 



My Grandmother’s pearls 


Tonight we visited my mom’s house for Christmas. We had a beautiful dinner, delightful conversation and shared our love and prayers with the world. 

We opened gifts, some homemade and others carefully purchased with love. 

My mom is the most amazing person I have ever met. I have mentioned her before and truly, she is my best friend and I feel blessed to be her daughter. 

Tonight, as I opened the wrapping paper on my last gift, I uncovered a small beautiful green alabaster jar. Opening the lid, I could not believe the contents. My mother had given me my Grandmother’s pearls. I don’t think I have ever been more touched by a gift in my life.

My grandmother Edie was a beautiful, elegant, gracious woman with a beautiful singing voice. She was kind and giving and tended the most beautiful flowers in her back yard. She was married to an Air Force lieutenant colonel. She raised three kids and traveled the world with her family, all the while being a vision of loveliness in her cream colored pearls. 

Tonight her pearls were given to me. I was so overwhelmed as I opened this gift. Am I old enough to take care of these? The pearls looked so beautiful on my mom, why is she giving them to me? I asked my mom, with us both crying, “mom are you sure you want to give these to me”. My mom said, “it’s your time”. 

I don’t know what that means exactly but I know I started standing taller. I hugged my mom as we cried together, so grateful for this precious gift. 

Tonight I feel more connected to the strong legacy of women in my family. If my grandma can raise three kids with a husband at war, then I can raise three kids as a single parent. Maybe “it’s your time” means I’m actually a grown up and I’m doing a pretty good job. 

Grateful and honored don’t even begin to describe the emotions I feel as I run my fingers across the silky strands of pearls. I will do my very best to honor my grandmother and my mother by living fully, and lovingly. I will stand tall as a women of strength, faith and love, just like the women in my family have taught me. 

Thank you to my mom for believing in me and my grandmother Edie for watching over me from above. Merry Christmas. 

Love More, Fear Less 

Today I woke up annoyed. This doesn’t usually happen to me, I usually wake up grateful for the day and the blessings in my life.

Today I woke up so frustrated by another shooting in our country. This pattern is the craziest thing. If we had a disease that was killing people weekly across the county, we would be up in arms and funding research to solve the problem. Hello congress, we are at that point. 2,000 doctors told you yesterday that they need the ban on gun violence research lifted, do it. How does that harm anything? I guess it could piss off those who believe in the right to bare arms but at some point, regardless of political party, their constituents are going to demand that their neighbors stop getting killed.

Oh, that we could make decisions from a place of love instead of fear. If I could give congress a big blanket of love and say, “you’ve got this, protect our society, make decisions out of love”, I certainly would. I know it’s simplistic and silly but seriously, something has to change so that my kids have to do less active shooter drills. So that I don’t need to know what run, hide, fight means and need to promote that to my staff.

It seems like it boils down to this…

More love, less fear. Support for those that need it. Solutions so fewer people need support.

What will you do today to “be love” and be part of the solution?

Gratitude – Day 24- Soup Sisters

 For as long as I can remember, I have surrounded myself with wise women. I’ve organized women’s circles, babysitting co-ops, knitting circles, cooking gatherings, camping trips and spirit circles.

For me there is strength when women get together. We share ideas, recipes and memories together. 

A few months ago I read an article about a group of women who had been gathering together for years and doing good things from the community. 

I decided to start a group called Soup Sisters. We have gathered several times now, at different houses, all with soup. We talk about world affairs, our lives and donate whatever we can to the small miracles fun. I adore these women. They are bright, intelligent, funny and inspiring. 

Tonight I am thankful for the sisterhood of women I am blessed to call friends. May you each feel the warmth of friendship in your lives. 

Gratitude- Day 21 – Shine 

  “You are a diamond. What other people think of you is irrelevant. Your job is just to shine.” -me. 

It’s taken me along time to embrace my shine. We all have it, but sometimes is covered up by fear, past hurt, or insecurities. 

I am fortunate to be surrounded by inspiring, brave women who are letting their light shine daily.  These two remarkable women and friends of mine just won the Women of Achievement awards for their work with at-risk youth. 

 This is my remarkable daughter who sparkles so beautifully.  

I don’t know how I finally got it – that I have something valuable to share – but I did. My confidence feels strong, and I believe that I have a gift to bring that is uniquely mine to share. We’ve come a long way baby from the young woman who had no idea how strong she was. 

Honestly, I think it’s been the challenges I have faced as a single mom that have helped transform me into someone who believes in herself. It turns out, if you can raise three kids by yourself and experience all of the middle of the night moments that stretch your courage, it changes you into a bit of a warrior. And with that, the stuff you used to put up with just doesn’t cut it anymore. You don’t have time for junk that people want to give you like judgement, possessiveness and insecurity. When that used to come my way, I would say, “sure I’ll have another helping”. Now I say, “No thank you”. 

It’s not perfect yet, but it’s so much better than it used to be. For that, I am so grateful. Because, I have things to do in this world. I have my own unique sparkle to let shine. And so do you. 

Today I am grateful for the sparkle that comes from within each of us. May you shine brightly.  The world will be a better place because you believe in yourself and let that belief radiate. 

Gratitude – Day 10- My Daughter 

My daughter turned 13 this year. It seems like yesterday she was crawling around on the floor with tiny red pigtails.

She is a bright light this one. She has great friends, she loves horses. She does her homework on time. She is very sensitive and picks up on how people are feeling easily. 

I love watching her grow. 13 has been a bit more of a challenge but she is working through it. She is very head strong and has clear opinions about life. This will serve her somday. My work seems to be about fostering  her uniqueness and encouraging her voice and not trying to squash it because it isn’t  “convenient”. 

It’s tough being a parent to a teenager sometimes. She both doesn’t want to listen to me because she wants to be her own independent person, and she loves her mom so she’s trying to find words to express her independence without hurting my feelings. It’s a fine line I am watching her walk, trying to juggle new emotions, and the rightness of growing into a remarkable young lady. 

She has so many gifts and the strength to persevere through life’s challenging moments. Watching her grow continues to be one of my life’s joys.

She is growing into a kind, fun, hilarious, intelligent, caring young woman. I am so proud to be her mother.

Today I am grateful for my beautiful daughter. She is truly beautiful inside and out. Shine little star, go for it!

Gratitude – Day 6 – A random act of kindness 


 Yesterday afternoon we met with an English Faculty member. We called her in because earlier this week we received a call from a gentleman whose family member was in her class and he was so impressed by what he heard that he wanted make a donation in her honor. 

We shared this story with her and at first she said, “is this a joke”? I said no, of course. She got emotional and shared that her daughter had passed away from a drug overdose several years ago. I think she said on Christmas. She will be using this donation to establish a scholarship in her daughter’s honor, it will specifically help those struggling to overcome addiction. She had always wanted to start a scholarship but was never able to do it.

There was not a dry eye in my office.

The next day we called the donor and shared the story. He had to pull over to the side of the road he was so moved by the story.

It gets better.

I posted this story on Facebook. This moring I got an email from the local newspaper asking if they could do a story on this incredible situation. Last night I was talking with a judge friend who works in family court, specifically in juvenile drug court, I told her this story. She said this is exactly the type of scholarship that would help the kids she knows struggling with overcoming addiction, and a perfect “carrot” to help them get clean. 

You never know how one kind action will start a ripple effect of kindess in the world. Amazing. Today I am thankful for kindess.