Gratitude in the Not-Yet

It’s Thursday and I’m sitting on a park bench, working on a client’s content calendar. The breeze is gentle, the sun is warm, and in the distance, I can see both my children; one in playgroup, one in pre-K. They’re learning, playing, and soaking up life. And here I am, working remotely, doing work I…

Tire Alignments, Yarn Balls, and Therapy

My first real therapy session? I like to joke that it happened when I was about three months old. Not me as a baby, me, the new mother. Three months postpartum, staring down the daily blur of feeds, cries, pumping schedules, and emotional whiplash, wondering how on earth I was still upright. I had done…

This Isn’t a Comeback

Motherhood changes you in ways no one can prepare you for. It’s not about bouncing back to who you were—it’s about evolving into someone entirely new. Letting go of the “old me” was hard, but embracing who I’m becoming? That’s where the real transformation begins.

The F-Word

If this was the Real Housewives, they’d have been at least spilt wine and broken glasses. A cathartic expression of hostility and anger. And perhaps in that, the distress would have disseminated faster.  But this is not Atlanta. So instead there was quiet resentment and silent reproach. Culminating in furious keystrokes in heated WhatsApp exchanges….

34 Things I Know For Sure.

Age is getting to know all the ways the world turns, so that if you cannot turn the world the way you want, you can at least get out of the way so you won’t get run over. ~ Miriam Makeba. I put together a list of 34 things that I know to be true….

Where’s The Hacienda?

Do you remember when you were younger, how KBC and KTN were full of Telenovelas?  That all you day-dreamed about as you watched them was when you’d be old enough to fall in love the way the heroines did with the handsome hacienda owners. You knew before there was a happily ever after, they would…

Hello, World!

Hello there! My name is Damaris. I’m 33 years old, an only child, not yet married but dating a real nice human. My biggest flaw at the moment (because they change up constantly) is that I let perfect be the enemy of the good.  Take, for example, this blog. I bought the domain on June…

Saturday’s Child.

Monday’s child is fair of face, Tuesday’s child is full of grace, Wednesday’s child is full of woe, Thursday’s child has far to go, Friday’s child is loving and giving, Saturday’s child works hard for a living, And the child that is born on the Sabbath day Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay. I…