A thought is a very powerful thing.
Author: elissa
The Battle is Bound to Continue
Wake me from the horrors of the night.
Life Turns Plans Up On Their Head
Keeping expectations low.
Enlarge Your World
My daughter glumly pouts as I prod her to eat breakfast. "I don't wanna go to school today." The words fall like freshly collected eggs. No taking them back. No missing their meaning. And I can't just leave them there like nothing happened. "You don't want to go to school?" I blandly reply, not really … Continue reading Enlarge Your World
What Love Was For
I am slowly, and at times painfully, learning what it means to "hold a space" for someone. Because I am also learning that it makes all the difference in the world, I am willing to be terrible at it so I can eventually figure it out. So first--what does "holding a space" mean? Is it … Continue reading What Love Was For
Lights Are Changing Red to Green
The second half of autumn. A time of year I had learned to guard against in my adolescence if I wanted to arrive at the holidays with any peace, gratitude, or love in my heart. Fifteen years ago tonight, I would also become grateful to arrive at the holidays alive, with only bruises remaining from … Continue reading Lights Are Changing Red to Green
I Don’t Belong to You
I listened to a podcast about accessing one's creativity by none other than Jody Moore. Y'all are thinking that by now Jody ought to be paying me for mentioning her so often. I promise I am not getting paid. I represent only me when I say that you must listen to her. Which you can … Continue reading I Don’t Belong to You
Wearing Thin
[I started this on Halloween and was too scared to share. In case it kills me, Day of the Dead seems a lot more appropriate.] Warning: Elissa can't handle much for at least six more days and might say ugly things regarding suicide and periods. I just spent an hour reading the PMDD … Continue reading Wearing Thin
To Go Unnoticed
I have always had a bit of fear about receptionists and secretaries giving me the Roz lecture for being late or forgetting to turn in my paperwork. Now I have that fear with my children as well. I just want to go unnoticed when I arrive late. I loved when absence lines for school were … Continue reading To Go Unnoticed
Any Way the Wind Blows
If you ever wonder what skunk mixed with mildew and urine smells like, come driving through our beautiful agricultural countryside. I have no image because it cannot convey odor. All I know is that Industrial Hemp is our new cash crop (the new hazelnut, which at least smells amazing as a drink add-on), and it … Continue reading Any Way the Wind Blows
the well-rested mother 