Month: April 2012

April 2012

A Wonder of Worry

April 26, 2012 / Uncategorized

My mother would have turned 88 this week. In 1962 our family of 9 moved into a two bedroom house, which she resided in up until her death. 50 years later, I live and work walking distance from that little house. My mom worried about her children. I can only imagine how she worried when we moved into that house because there was no money for rent at our previous place; or when Dad was laid off from his construction job at Christmas time; or when he was fired for his drinking. Through most of my adult life her

I Say It’s My Birthday!

April 19, 2012 / Uncategorized

I love my birthday. Love it. And I don’t care that it sounds self-centered. I believe wholeheartedly in self celebration. I appreciate reflecting on the year I have just journeyed through, seeing what I have come through, and where I want to make shifts in the year ahead. I am finding that as this first birthday approaches, post-divorce it is more meaningful than ever. After a year of fierce living and working through large loss, now more than ever is the time to step back and pat myself on the back for getting out of bed (most days), for paying

Recognizing Ritual

April 12, 2012 / Uncategorized

I awoke at sunrise to slip out the door with my gloves, sheers, and bucket of water. The summer temperatures on the 1st of April meant I didn’t have a day to lose. One Monday morning each spring my co-workers walk into the office to the sweet scent of newly cut lilac blooms filling the air, and today was the day. I had a sense of purpose. I remembered the many years my small act made others smile and filled my heart with joy. I knew that no matter how long my to-do list, today this was number one. I

Client Care

April 5, 2012 / Uncategorized

This beautiful bouquet of flowers was delivered to me last week from a former client. A client I supported for nearly three years. Both parties intentionally wanted the divorce proceeding to go that long. The curious part about the delivery was that I had closed her file the year before and never in the three years that I worked for her had she been overly enthusiastic about my representation. When I called to thank her for her thoughtful, generous gesture, she said simply that she had been thinking about me and how much I helped her through that hard time.