Did you know that this blog, Life’s a Disco Ball, is my third blog? I started blogging in 2007, albeit not with any consistency. I’ve been writing much of my life, really. Although in the beginning, somewhere around middle/high school, it was poems about broken hearts and boys. I guess I’ve always had a propensity […]
Just in Case…
It didn’t seem necessary to keep my phone within view, just in case. It was only the first week of school and thus far, it had gone well. Last Friday I was at a women’s writers luncheon. My phone was on silent and in my purse…because, well because it was the first week of school and usually […]
Bus, Bus Baby (First Day of School)
It’s September. The unofficial start of Fall and all the goodness that comes with it. Pumpkin spice lattes, apple orchards, football, caramel apples, giant leaf piles, hot chocolate, oh…and KIDS GOING BACK TO SCHOOL!!! Yippee!!! Oh wait, I mean sad, sad momma (insert sad trombone). Tomorrow is a big day, it’s not just the first […]
C is for Courage
Back at the end of June, my little man Noah had a swim meet. If you follow Lifes a Disco Ball on Facebook, you saw the post below on the very early morning of June 28th. If you’re a friend of this page, you know that little man lives with a lot of anxiety, among […]
The Peace Lies in the ‘And’…
I’m really struggling here. Let me explain. Does anyone else feel this delicate balance of accepting things as they are, being grateful for what you have, and honoring your right to mourn, grieve or feel sad for what you don’t? Sunday, I arrived early to meet my Mom for a Mother’s Day lunch. As I […]
It’s Hard…
It’s hard to know where to start sometimes, when I write. There’s so much to say, but so little energy to say it these days. All of it seems so overwhelming. Stringing words together in meaningful sentences to share my story in such a way you might feel you are walking along side me on […]
How I’m Really Doing (Cookie Monster Strikes Again)
WARNING: this post contains profanity and over eating of cookies. But this is a no shame zone – so if you’re going to feel the need to shame me for swearing or over eating, then kindly and politely move on. Many have asked how we’re doing. How I’m doing…through this tough time with Noah…well here’s […]
I’m Fine…No Really…Okay, No…I’m Not Fine…But I’ll Be Okay
I’m fine. No…really, I am. How many times do we say this to people, when really, we AREN’T fine? Many. Like oodles and oodles. TOO MANY times we say this. I’m totally guilty of this. For two reasons really. First, because if I say I’m fine, I might believe I’m fine, and then I won’t make […]
Finding Peace, Finding Beauty
Peace. We’re all in need of it. In constant search for it. Seeking for the harmony within ourselves which allows us the freedom to be, the freedom to exist…as is. To be who we are, without fear, without torment, without shame. To be at peace, make peace, keep the peace. To have the cessation of […]
Maybe I’m the Crazy One
Maybe I have this all wrong? Good God, what if I do have this all wrong?! Maybe I’m the crazy one! My son might be the one on the meds, but perhaps it is me that needs them (Before I get a whole bunch of comments about disparaging my son by inferring he is crazy from […]