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10 Ways to Find Healing After a Breakup or Divorce
When it comes to a breakup, there’s no handbook, there’s no guide, and there’s no set of answers that act like a magic wand with a cure for a broken heart. Whether your breakup meant losing a partner of 2 years, 10 years, a legal separation, or a divorce with a custody battle, or anything …
Dear Single Mama…
Dear Single Mama, I see you doing everything – literally everything – with all your heart and all your will… Photo by Erica of EBC Photos Nursing all night or warming up bottles. Doing each diaper change, outfit swap, kitchen cleaning, toilet scrubbing, meal prepping and cooking, lunch box packing, dog walking and pooper-scooping (little human(s) and fury …
The Wall
I’ve spent the last 3 years building a wall, brick by brick, layer by layer, lathering on the mortar extra thick to make sure the cold or danger wouldn’t creep through a crack, or that a brick wouldn’t fall out exposing the outside world aka fears and judgement and hostility. I vowed to myself to …
Gratitude to YOU, my Readers, AND the HUFFINGTON POST FEATURE
When I first started Seashells & Sit Ups, I thought no one would read my blog, no one would follow me on Instagram (and I kept it all super secret so they couldn’t; it was like my second life I did for me – to be happy and feel free from judgement, gossip, and criticism)… I …
Finding your True North
When your boat is rocked, adjust the sails and try to navigate to smoother seas If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the past year, it’s that life is unpredictable, change is often unanticipated, difficult, and terrifying, but that every slowly closing or slammed door leads to a new journey, a new beginning, and a …
Reflection {this is absolutely terrifying to post}
The air this morning is crisp and breezy, and I sit here snuggled up in sweat pants, messy, un-showered hair, a long-sleeved shirt with Jack Johnson Pandora playing and a cup of green tea by my side, I feel myself enjoying this rare moment of stillness. I chatted with my sister on the drive back from taking …
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