All in parenting
For 40 days, I eliminated alcohol, THC, and frivolous spending… a much-needed experience that has changed me forever, I hope.
If you didn’t know, I’m a cocktail during lunch, edible at night, and turn up over the weekend girlie. Not every day, but definitely a few times a week. During one of my most recent stressful periods, I would look forward to coming home at night just so I could microdose an edible to finally find some joy in my day.
In the wake of tragedies, there’s always a rush to say something.
To make it personal.
To find a way to insert ourselves into the moment, even if—truthfully—it has nothing to do with us.
Take the recent crash of American Airlines flight 5342. A tragedy that claimed the lives of 60+ people. And yet, scrolling social media, I’ve seen post after post from people talking about how they just left DCA, were about to fly there, had once been on that route, and how grateful they are that they weren’t on that flight.
