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When You Hate to Disappoint People
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  It’s true that when following the principles of healthy boundaries, you will disappoint people. And you will say no to things you used to say yes to.  And certain people won’t like that. At all. All of that is true. And all of that is worth it. My kids have this Kool-Aid stuff they love. It comes in a tiny bottle and it’s...

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Finding Peace in Boundaries
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I found my peace during the crazyness of Christmas between the long arms of the treadmill at the gym. That makes it sound like I logged a lot of hours there, which would be false.  I did not. But I did go sporadically and when I found myself either walking or jogging on the treadmill, I found peace in shrinking all the concerns of...

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Dry
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Dry

Jan 17, 2018 by

Everyone is dry. I smear colorless, scent-less Aquaphor under Susanna’s nose, above and below my own lips, on the bumpy red splotches of Isaac’s eczema behind his knees. Lotion, chap stick, hand cream, coconut oil… the same heat that makes our homes cozy dries out our fragile bodies. Spiritually, I feel dry, too.  Two Sundays of illness without the benefit of listening to the...

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This is Us
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This is Us

Dec 29, 2017 by

Ben and Isaac play a raucous game of Spider-Man UNO by the bird cage while Susanna smiles secretively at Daniel Tiger on the tv, who is singing about what to do when you feeling jealous. Daniel Tiger asks, “Do you ever feel jealous?” And Susanna answers emphatically, YES!  She looks at me and giggles. I felt the sting of jealousy myself the other day...

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A Dood Day
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A Dood Day

Dec 5, 2017 by

I hear the wind whistling restlessly at my window, and it matches my own restless, anxious spirit. The more the Christmas season amps up, the more I crave simplicity. Simple recipes, simple decorations, simple schedule.   At the end of a very long day full of many cares, worries, and frustrations, I flop down on my bed and Susanna joins me, wanting to tell...

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Autumn Anxiety
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Autumn Anxiety

Nov 6, 2017 by

A friend sent me this poem she wrote and it was such an accurate description of irrational anxiety and couched in this current season, that I had to share. Autumn Anxiety Fear flushes out all else, Leaving only a wiry ball of instinct Poking at the inside of my abdomen. Autumn leaves skitter across the pavement, Like nervous squirrels terrorized by the thought of...

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To the Wednesday-Weary Teacher
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It’s Wednesday. This means that you are worn down from Monday and Tuesday, but the week is not yet almost over.  Maybe you wonder if you have the emotional or physical energy to make it through the rest of the week.  Maybe you wonder if you have the emotional energy to make it through the rest of the day. I feel you. You with...

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Brain Soup
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Brain Soup

Oct 3, 2017 by

Isaac stands by me trying to tell me about his newest Lego creature. Susanna competes with his volume as she loudly proclaims her disappointment in my channel choice–the news. It’s Saturday morning: I try to catch bites of the outside, adult world. Donald Trump: “I think out of all my good qualities, my temperament is my best quality.” Susanna: I want to watch Daniel...

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This is Our Great Love Story
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Tim and I have reached the age where a browse through Facebook might mean updating each other on whose is the latest marriage to dissolve.   I don’t say that to shame anyone, but it’s simply true that in our mid-thirties, we begin to see the marriages collapse around us. I think on this as I am vacuuming bird seed from the carpet in...

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Summer Setting
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Summer Setting

Aug 3, 2017 by

The sun is setting on summer.  The kids start school August 10, and I start August 16. Last year, I was eager for a fresh start in teaching.  It was a great year and I am thankful for it, but this year, I am holding onto the last shreds of summer a little tighter.  I feel we have made the most of it, but...

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Feel What You Feel
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We woke up to thunder and dark clouds yesterday. The rain came down silently and it felt like a good morning to snuggle.  The kids turned on one of their favorites, Song of the Sea on Amazon Prime. Every time I watch this gorgeous, tender movie, three things happen: I am amazed at the beauty and richness of the Gaelic language and culture I...

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An Open Letter to You on My Birthday
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Sometimes in life it feels like we are all running frantically on hamster wheels, lined up in a row, shouting hey to each other occasionally, or stopping for a few seconds of weekend, then back up and going, going, going. It’s easy to stay on our self-contained hamster-wheel-lives, but when someone steps off their wheel to touch my life, that connection sparks light, love,...

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13 Reasons Why–A Book Review
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“You have to read it, Mrs. Haupt!”  The student insisted I borrow the book, against my protestations that end-of-year duties had me buried.  It sat on my desk for weeks, and several students tried to borrow it throughout the duration of the school year. The book 13 Reasons Why has stirred up a lot of conversations lately, due to the recent Netflix series based...

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The Circle of Life
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I realize that my title conjures up images of a monkey holding up a baby lion before an ecstatic crowd of animals. But I simply can’t think of anything more apt than a circle of life as I reflect on the past couple days. I’ve been trying to be present with my parents as they care for my grandpa, who is going on hospice...

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Not a Victory March
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I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch Love is not a victory march It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah So much love for this song.  Especially Pentatonix version. I’ve been thinking lately about how much different love is from what both what we want it to be and what is portrayed in media.  I remember one time when an acquaintance was...

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Mental Health May
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She just disappeared from school one day.  She had always been quiet in class, but her absence spoke loudly to me. She wasn’t someone I would have been concerned about struggling with emotions.   But I should have been concerned. But it’s the quiet ones you have to watch. And the ones who smile every day. And the ones who act normal. And the...

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