“Daddy, I don’t want to watch the news,” my four year old laments to H.
“Well sorry buddy, Daddy has to watch the news right now so you are going to have to be patient,” H responds with understanding.
“Can’t I watch something on the computer?” he whines.
“Can I play on your iPad?”
“No.” ...continue reading What #Paris Can Teach Us About Mindfulness
“This song is sad,” Patrick said, describing a woeful classical piece that came over the speakers in my truck. My heart squeezed.
In that moment, I realized that even the kids could sense the quiet. The overwhelming stillness was palpable in the air. How does one explain this kind of loss, this kind of tragedy, to a three year old? ...continue reading The Day the Horns Stopped…
Living in the moment is something I truly struggle with. I know I’m not the only one with this issue, but I also feel that life abroad, especially for diplomats, brings an interesting nuance to this issue.
You see, I don’t just spend a lot of time wondering what’s going on with everyone else in my family. Worrying about my grandfather. Inquiring about my sister in college. But I spend a lot of time hypothesizing about our future, since we live on this rotational two year calendar. If we are lucky we get three years, or if we are really rolling the dice, DH gets a one year in a third world dump. (He loves the work, but those twelve months are rough!) ...continue reading The Moments When
This morning, a beautiful sunny morning in Amman, we gathered the boys up early to go grab breakfast at Crumz, a local chain that can be best described as the Jordanian version of Panera, only with friendlier people and wait service.
On any given Friday morning you can spot quite a few American and European dips or expats enjoying their coffee and pastries in an environment that gives you a cozy little feeling of being home for an hour or so. But what I also love about the place, is that you can find just as many local families there, having a morning coffee before Mosque, enjoying the start of their weekend with their kids. The scene is endearing, families of multiple cultures taking a few moments to sit and enjoy the coffee, the good food, and the company of their loved ones. ...continue reading An Eye Opening Morning
Occasionally I get one of those parenting epiphanies that reminds me that most things are not that big a deal. My kids aren’t in preschool yet, and I constantly feel like if they aren’t then I must fill their time with preschool like activities. But I realized today that in the end it doesn’t matter. ...continue reading No, Really, I Promise, It Isn’t the End of the World