by Sheryl Lisa Paul | Mar 23, 2014 | 20s, Anxiety, Dying/Death, Relationships |
As my dear friend drove our two families up to Walker Ranch for their quarterly homestead day a few weeks ago, I looked in the backseat at our three sweet and precious boys. Their faces were alive with excitement at the prospect of “going back in time,” as... by Sheryl Lisa Paul | Nov 11, 2013 | Anxiety, Loss and Uncertainty Collection, Transitions - General |
I grew up on a safe, tree-lined street on the West side of Los Angeles. We lived two blocks from the 405 freeway, one block from a strip mall that included a bank, Marie Calendars restaurant, McDonald’s, and Kentucky Fried Chicken, and across a busy street was... by Sheryl Lisa Paul | Jul 29, 2013 | Anxiety, Parenthood transitions, Relationships |
We have a redundant phrase in our lexicon: Unconditional love. To say “unconditional” love indicates that real love can be anything other than unconditional. It’s like what I learned in high school English that it’s redundant to say... by Sheryl Lisa Paul | Aug 19, 2010 | Parenthood transitions |
In the middle of our ninth reading of Charlotte’s Web, Everest decided to become a vegetarian. Perhaps it’s because he just turned six and he’s more attuned to himself as a separate individual or perhaps it’s due to another cause, but whatever... by Sheryl Lisa Paul | May 7, 2010 | Parenthood transitions |
Central to the pattern of transitions is the pause. The pause is the liminal stage (in-between zone) that lives between the letting go and the new beginning. The pause is winter, the fallow time, the state of no-thing and nothing from which the new identity and life... by Sheryl Lisa Paul | Apr 30, 2010 | Parenthood transitions, Transitions - General |
We just returned from three days in Estes Park. We had promised Everest that we would go to one of his favorite spots up in the mountains after Mocha died so we could unplug from work and connect as a family. Although his struggle with seasonal allergies but a bit of... by Sheryl Lisa Paul | Mar 25, 2010 | Parenthood transitions |
Last night, as I drove through the worst snow I’ve ever driven in, as my car fish-tailed around every corner and slid dangerously close to the edge of the road, a familiar state of worry set in: Would I be okay? Would I make it home? I’m sure I would have...
