The Circle of Life…

Daily Prompt: Mid-Season Replacement (

For many of us the seasons are changing, bouncing unpredictably between cold and warm. Are you glad to be moving into a new season, or wishing for one more week of the old?

My Thoughts….

Seasons mean joy, celebration and many other things. For me, seasons don’t seem to represent the actual weather.  They actually represent the celebration of the earth’s rotation around the sun.  They represent the changing colors and moods of nature.  They represent the inherent joy of life.   Pumpkins and scarecrows are in every front yard.  What a great way to celebrate change!!   As the squirrels gather their last nuts for the year, there is an antipication.  Nature knows it  and so do we, the amazing circle of life.


Mom’s Wisdom: The Secret Hiding Place…

I was prompted to write this article by a friend’s post on Facebook.  She grounded her child from all electronics for a week.  She realized a week later that she cannot find where she kept any of the electronic devices.  It has probably happened to all moms – we all call it the secret hiding place.  It is so secretive that even we cannot remember where it is.

I wasn’t sure if it is the type of parenting style.  We do not want to emulate our parents.  We somehow feel we can do better.  My parents are amazing people but when I was little, they were so strict.  So my parenting style is opposite – lenient. We have rules in our house but I so desperately want to be their friend too.  The consequence is a confused authoritative figure.

I am known as XX’s mom.  And I am fine with this identity.  My children seem to think it is OK to check emails on my phone or text messages.  And I don’t even give it a second thought.  I do not have anything to hide.  My life is so public to my family and so are my passwords and so are every secretive hiding place.  They seem to know my gray cells more than I can remember, which leads me to believe that this secretive hiding place is never to be found.

Lesson Learnt:  If you mess with mom, you will lose all your crap….

A nice poem by fellow blogger