The kids look forward to our annual beach vacation all year. It's an opportunity to get away from the day-to-day pressures and routine of school, home-life and chores and simply sleep, eat and play! I look forward to it as well. It's the only week of the year that we are all home at the... Continue Reading →
My father loved to read and wrote a multitude of songs and essays yet published only one song in his lifetime. Today in his memory I am excited to be hosting a fundraiser for Philly Youth March and Voice4Justice. The event featuring Grammy Nominee Ursula Rucker and the extraordinarily musical Monica McIntyre begins today at... Continue Reading →
This was written a few weeks after my father transitioned, not for sympathy but to support the little girl inside yearning to tell her story. Not sure I'm finished with it, but here it is:
My Uncle was a Vietnam War Veteran. He was fortunate to be one of the ones to come home alive, but the person who left never really came home. He was sad, he was depressed, he struggled with the choices he was forced to make at war and never really felt comfortable in his skin when he came home. He was a walking casualty of war.
A Snowbound, Single-Mom's Prayer (Original Poetry).
It was the first time that I purposely chose not to try and "use" the time to cram in every library, museum or other extra curricular event that looked exciting and intriguing during the holiday break. They both get so over-worked (in my opinion) at school that I wanted them to just do nothing for a change.
Here we go. Time for Parent/Teacher conferences, and once again I anticipate hearing the dreaded and extremely over-used words "we need to work more on focusing, and transitioning." Ugh!!
Sitting in the warm Fall sun, watching my five year old on the trampoline, I felt as though I were looking at my inner child. My children have had so many experiences in their childhood that I never had, and I just realized today how healing it has been for me to participate in their... Continue Reading →
Toni's Room 