A Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Turn Burn Out Into Bliss and Embrace Joy

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Last weekend my youngest was committed to going to the "Water Steps" a man-made water fall in Pittsburgh by the rivers. (Fun Fact: Three rivers converge in Pittsburgh--The Ohio River, The Monongahela River, and the Allegheny River.)  He kept asking. I knew he was serious when he said, "If you won't take me, I'll ask  daddy!" Given that it was highly unlikely that would happen on an unscheduled day, I relented. So, we went. It wasn’t planned in the way most things in my life are. No calendar block. No checklist. No “productive” purpose attached. And, so in some respects it was uncomfortable. And yet, it seemed necessary. It was the idea of my 8-year-old—offered with the kind of urgency only children possess when something is profoundly important to them.
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Wednesday Reflections: Holiday Memories (Dating My Husband)

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Like most bloggers, I take WAY too many photos. For that reason, my phone is constantly telling me that my storage is low. I came across the photos below. They reminded me about the rarefied air we breathe during the holidays that makes us pause and believe that we absolutely have the time to get dressed up and have a drink. During that time, we believe that those rituals actually matter. 

We're a few months removed from the holidays. Seeing these photos makes me remember the fun we had and fill me with longing...









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