The Happiness Hack

I was trapped. Trapped by gratitude.

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How to “4th of July” with Littles

I remember as a kid we had a crazy dog.  The 4th of July was always disaster with him.  Whatever happened to him before he became ours, I’ll never know.    We lived about 5 miles from the fireworks, at the time.  There were years when we left him in the yard while we drove…

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Beneath “Fine”

“Fine!  I’m fine.  Everything’s fine.”  I shrugged at my husband.  He held a curious glance at me that weeknight while I shoved another load of laundry into the dryer.  Just then, an angry shriek from the girls’ room pierced the house like the ring in a bull’s nose.  I froze mid-load, back bowed, and braced…

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The Lullaby of Willows

Lately I’ve been distracted. Pulled at.  Parched. The tiny portions I try to put back into my own tank have in no way made up for the amount that’s been spilled out. The now hollowed-out spaces I am trying to fill on my own end up filled only with impatience, and worry, and fear, and with…

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Running Hot

I was about 10 years old, I think. And I was in the backseat of our car, as it was flying down a country road in the middle of the night. Everything outside my window was pitch black, except for the beam of the headlights illuminating the yellow road reflectors as they whizzed up to…

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Threadbare Busy

Last night the boys scrambled up into my bed at the end of a long day. Tired mommy limbs were smooshed and smashed by precious little boys wrestling about, pillow fighting and blankie snuggling. They pressed stuffy noses against mommy’s cheek and whispered wishes for bedtime stories. Just as the boys were nearly over their…

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