*Just a warning to those who find it hard to talk about death, this post uses the D word quite a bit. But the point it makes is really good food for thought.
I’m a planner.
Actually if I am truly honest, I am more of a slowly recovering control freak. I am the kind of person who even thinks about trying to control their own funeral. Yes, I know that is slightly twisted, but I guess my ability to laugh at the funny parts of death (and yes, you can find humor in death) is what has kept me sane after years of ER and oncology nursing.
So it should come as no surprise that for years I have been thinking about writing “goodbye letters.” You know, the ones I am talking about. The ones that get opened if you walk out of your house one day to go to work and end up never coming back.
Those personalized heartfelt letters written to your loved ones telling them what you loved about them, what they meant to you and what you wish for them for the future now that you’re not there in person anymore to tell them.
Yet something has been holding me back. Read more…
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As parents, it’s so easy for us to become so busy, so consumed with daily life and schedules that we simply overlook the fact that motherhood alone doesn’t define who we are.
I love being a mom – and for the first year of my daughter Bella’s life I couldn’t imagine doing anything else. Nor, did I want to. However much I loved teaching, it was nothing compared to being a mother.
But as she has become more independent and I found a routine in our days and weeks, I’ve realized that the longing to do something for me, to fulfill my creative side, never went away. Read more…
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This Saturday Sidebar question comes to us from Tara B. In the midst of all the holiday planning, she asked our writers…
“What is one thing you will commit to do for yourself in the upcoming week?”
Here is what some of our World Moms will be doing for themselves:
Diana @Hormonal Imbalances of Texas, USA writes:
“I’m going to make an effort to exercise daily only for the boost it gives me in dealing with my anxiety. No pushing to lose weight, no guilt trips. Strictly for the energy and feel good hormones!” Read more…
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Q: Where in the world do you live? And, are you from there?
A: I live in London, with my husband, two daughters and two step-sons and I think, for a change, I’ll be here for a while. Working as a journalist for an international news agency has meant travelling a lot: I lived for several years in Paris and in Washington DC and flew to cover stories in places like Iraq, Afghanistan and Pakistan. My family need stability for now. But I may get itchy feet again at some point in the future…
Q: What language(s) do you speak? Read more…
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Where in the world do you live? And, are you from there?
We live in Canada right now but Egypt is a second home for us as well. I was born in Jamaica.
What language(s) do you speak?
I’m a passive bilingual. I speak English & some French…I’ve been learning Arabic since ”forever”.
When did you first become a mother?
My oldest daughter is 13 years old…I have been a mommy for a very long time. Read more…
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Where in the world do you live? And, are you from there?
I now live in Chennai,India. I am from a smaller town, around 350 miles from here. I lived in the same house and even had the same room for twenty-five years of my life.
I did my entire schooling, college education and even post-graduate education there. After getting married, I settled down here in Chennai with my physician husband and son.
I have never moved much in my life, have strong roots and hopefully don’t intend to move out of this home anytime soon.
What language(s) do you speak?
I speak English, Hindi (India’s National language) and Tamil (my mother tongue). I read and writer the same three languages. I am not great at picking up languages, rather I should say, the necessity has never been there. Read more…
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*Just a warning to those who find it hard to talk about death, this post uses the D word quite a bit. But the point it makes is really good food for thought.
