From The Heart
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Thoughts on 9/11…
(ARCHIVE: Originally posted on September 11, 2014- updated for date accuracy) Obviously, I try to keep my blog on the lighter side of things, sharing anecdotes that are amusing and/or light-hearted. Today, though 18 years later, is not one of those times. Because today is September 11. Before you think, “whoa too heavy.” & click on past, I want to explain why 9/11 is so significant in terms of the incorporation of Six Pack Mom. Stay with me… I’ve told you I’m from NY- not the city itself, but pretty darn close to it. I’ve visited the museums, mastered the intricacies of the subway system, & spent countless days wandering…
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Back To School- The Bliss & The Blues
School started this Tuesday… yup, it’s finally here. On one hand, after being home with six kids all summer, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little excited about the prospect of less mess, less noise, and a break from constant snack requests. Image Courtesy of www.onsizzle.com This feeling was tempered with the necessary evils that accompany any school year. Gone were the slow, mellow mornings of lingering over bowls of cereal in our pajamas… which once in awhile evolved into lunch in our pajamas as well. The beach trips, the late-night movies, the picnics, it’s over, baby! I set my alarm the night before with dread… as…
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Being Fatherless On Father’s Day
Despite being a predictable yearly event, Father’s Day tends to sneak up on me every June. As I study the calendar, there’s usually a resounding, “Oh.. that’s THIS WEEK??”, followed by a flurry of preparations to celebrate The Captain’s daddyhood. I’m happy to put in this effort for him, but in the midst of the gift selection and the search for the perfect card, there is always at least a moment. A twinge. A pang. It’s brief, but it’s a soft shadow that lingers a bit before clearing. For six years now, there’s been one less gift to select, and one less card to buy. After my dad’s death, Father’s…
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Mindful Of The Moments
Today was one of those days that reminds me of how fast time flies. I attended both #2’s sixth grade graduating awards ceremony, and #5’s end-of-Pre-K class picnic. Sometimes I am so busy “getting things done” that the emotional significance of certain days/events/moments only strikes me afterward. Today, however, I had the feels. As I watched one daughter draw her elementary school career to a close and another begin that same journey, I realized this parenting gig is flying by. Yes, the days are long. Sometimes TOO LONG. But the years are short. And today was a reminder to me to remind myself to pull my head up from the…
