Grab your coffee for five minutes. Here are some thoughts to help you get over your Monday Morning Blues. You did it again. That sin you swore you would never do. Again. That one little big thing you’ve confessed before. Exactly 1,809,567 times. The temptation came and you gave in. Before you even had a chance to make the choice. Again. Now, it is a new week and you want to do better. You vow to do better. But then you…
Grab your coffee for five minutes. Here are some thoughts to help you get over your Monday Morning Blues. I look at my to-do list. Is it bad that I have to write everything on two pages? I stare at the list and realize: “I don’t want to do any of this.” Deep within me I sigh a huge exhausted sigh. I reach for my extra large coffee mug. The flowery cup is chipped in a couple of places. I remember falling…
When I was little, my mom always said, “Sarah, you are such a homebody.” Not to be confused with the “homie” term of today. She wasn’t telling me she thought I was her BFF. No, she was commenting on my lack of desire to leave the house. Don’t get me wrong. I loved hanging out with my friends: sleepovers, mall trips. But my mother recognized my happiest place was at home. I loved the comfort. The safe feelings and all of…
“Mother, may I take three steps?” “Yes, you may take three baby steps” “Mother, may I take five steps?” Yes, you may take five froggy steps.” Did you play “Mother May I?” when you were younger? In the game you always have to ask the question and then the one at the finish line answers with the type of steps you are allowed to take. You may take five frog jumps. You may take four baby steps. Two backwards steps. Bunny hops. Kangaroo jumps. But everyone playing the…