
I think one of the hardest parts about being a mother is that we are real… and so are our children. Parenting is a continual act of living in reality…even if we would much rather just live in a world where our children didn’t get hurt, didn’t make mistakes, didn’t have to suffer. I remember when my first four or five children were little. My oldest was no more than 10. Sometimes it felt like I was the mother duck and they were my little ducklings; if I looked behind me, they were all following…my little brood. I’m sure I thought this was real, and it was. But it was also only temporary. As my first few children embarked on the teen years, the “real” was not so easy. When I looked behind me I didn’t always have the same view. What I saw was the older ones venturing off in different directions and I couldn’t as easily herd them back. I started to lose that control that I must have believed I would always have. It hurt a little, and my fur got a little tattered. [Read more…]







What is one of the best things about running a marathon on October 30? It’s followed up by October 31st …Halloween …the very next day! It’s Wednesday and I am still reveling in my no running, lounge-happy, soreness-fading, post-marathon “days off”. And it couldn’t be better timed with all the Halloween chocolate hanging around. I am a self-admitted sugar-head who finds my kids’ Halloween candy no matter how hard they try to hide it from me. Right now I am enjoying my new favorite, the Almond Snickers…so good. I am not concerning myself with the calories or sugar at the moment, but I do have to wonder…how much of a workout should someone do to recover from eating three- four (okay..five to six..but that’s the small size) Snickers bars?
As I near the end of my marathon training I am mindful of healthy eating, and on the lookout for yummy, good-for-you meals that are high in carbohydrates. The weather is beginning to cool and for me that’s always a good excuse to make soup. Convincing my family that soup (and bread) is a complete meal is another story.

Could it really be this simple? In a 