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Too Much for One Mind: How A Simple Chore Showed Me I Was Taking In Too Much
The other night, I was outside as the sun slowly faded below the horizon after casting a beautiful show of deep oranges and warm moody yellows behind the blue backlight of the sky, fading darker and darker. The task was a tedious one - reassemble the 96+ pieces of hardware around the new raised garden bed that I failed to fully assemble a previous night, now paying the price for my half-stitched effort. The endless whipping gusts of the last two days of brutal spring wind did its best at pulling apart and flapping the metal pieces upon itself, pulling out one screw at a time until only about half remained in place, and still half of what was left, hanging on by only a few threads.
It was a rare, quiet moment. Just me….
“Painters Paint”
Shifting from the high-demands of law school and practice, to motherhood, and now into a hybrid-like entrepreneurial path has been a lot of hard pivots, as you can imagine.
At this point, I am a difficult person to define, at least in the typical “what do you do, exactly?” sense.
Ironically, something that is difficult to grasp from the outside has never been more harmonious internally, but that’s been hard-fought over time - packed with lots of therapy, coaching, and identity shifting.
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"Oh, Honey Girl"
I knew that the treasures stored away in the family attic were hardly without webs, and critters, and dust… perhaps that’s putting it nicely. The thing about the treasures in the attic, is that they aren't all just physical dust and decay. Some of these things hold memories of their own and have lived many years to tell a story.
Curious Confrontation
The longer I’ve navigated the world, it seems the majority of people would rather stay silent than risk a little feather ruffling. Perhaps it is more of a spectrum than two poles, but being more in the “okay with confrontation” personality types, I’ve struggled for years over why so many shy away from it.
The Sunshine Saved Me
It was a particularly bad Tuesday, the start of a buzzing full week following many weeks of holidays and time off. A full moon, to boot, so the phones were ringing and the needs were coming in seemingly without a second thought. My dog had a scary incident that landed us in the emergency vet, leaving with little reassurance but not much of a diagnosis.
National Infertility Awareness Week
I’ve played the argument back and forth in my head for a long time now – do I make some kind of public statement, like this couple, or continue in my relative silence? Seeing that post – an announcement to fill the space where many wonder and wait to see – but not the one expected – provided the last fuel to get me to the finish line and put words to a small introduction to our story on this messy journey so far.
From the Goose Blind
This year has been one of pondering. Of anticipating but not knowing. Learning to be present in the wait, keeping anxiety at bay.