PATIENCE >>
No one taught me patience. I’m not blaming anyone, it’s simply a Gen X observation. I mean, I technically learned it as a kid when I waited my turn for the bubbler (aka: drinking fountain if you're not from Wisconsin).  I also had to wait two whole weeks for the library book that was already checked out and sift through the card catalog to find a different one. I had to be extra patient and not punch my older sister when she sat cross-legged in the middle seat of the station wagon on our family trips.  She had long legs and needed my seat space for her knees.  It wasn't her fault, move over.  No one actually taught me a specific skill set to follow. My teachers said, “Wait your…
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UNSHAKABLE >>
I thought a lot about my first attempt at the whole blog dealio. Deciding to do the dealio was easy. Deciding what to say today, not so much. Surely I will be judged by this initial post—by my words and my wit, or lack thereof.  In fact, I just added the word ‘dealio’ to my dictionary so autocorrect stops telling me not to say it.  I am witty, autocorrect, so back off your word judginess.   (And that…is now…a word…too.) F. Scott Fitzgerald said it best, “You don’t write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say.” That is moi. Typing gets things out of my head. It’s safe, tidy and calm. I’m not a drama queen on my laptop, just…
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DO YOU SEE ME >>
Each night I have my girls, we talk to each other as they are going to bed. One is in 8th grade, the other in 5th. They are best friends, although they have vastly different personalities.  Our nightly ritual is to read or to look through their old yearbooks.  They love seeing how their friends have changed over time.  I usually lie on the bed next to them and just listen to their banter back and forth. The other night, my older daughter was reading something different.  She found her younger sister's diary from several years ago--this was apparently ok with the younger one who was in the other room getting ready for bed. She stopped reading to herself and said, “This page says…
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