Life, Laughter, Love...and Shiny Objects
If you could permanently get rid of one worry, what would it be? The possibility of self harm or suicide, committed by my only child. My answer is simple, although the problem and its solution, not so much. My son lives with mental illness. And this worry is a constant one. As mothers, it is normal […]
You guys…what a day. I’m a bit vulnerable and a lot exhausted. With emotions bubbling at the edge. Our evening was a bit of a tough one for several reasons. And I don’t have it in me today to spend the time I usually do writing and editing, and editing and rewriting. And writing some more. But I’ve […]
I am the mom of a totally awesome twelve year old boy, with an old soul, who has a mood disorder. We fluctuate often, between the ups and downs, the manic and depressive episodes. Then there are those seemingly magical times in the middle, our hands firmly placed on the oars, keeping course, pointing our boat […]
Sometimes you must choose. Macaroni and Cheese or baked chicken for dinner? Cookies or Pie for dessert? Donuts or oatmeal for breakfast? Flats or heels? Jeans or Yoga pants? Sweatshirt or sweater? Jean jacket or puffer vest? ADHD or Mood Disorder? Yes. I just threw that in there. ADHD or Mood Disorder. Because sometimes you have […]
Last week was Mental Illness Awareness week, and Friday, October 10, 2014 was World Mental Health Day. I often write about my experience as a mother of a child living with multiple mental illness diagnoses. But last week, I took to social media to talk about it even more, to raise more awareness, all with the hopes […]
This week is Mental Illness Awareness Week. If you’re new to reading this blog, you may not be aware of the passion I have around this cause. My son, now 12, was first diagnosed with a mental illness at the age of 5, ADHD. In subsequent years, he was also diagnosed with many other mental […]
Did you know that this blog, Life’s a Disco Ball, is my third blog? I started blogging in 2007, albeit not with any consistency. I’ve been writing much of my life, really. Although in the beginning, somewhere around middle/high school, it was poems about broken hearts and boys. I guess I’ve always had a propensity […]
School. We’ve been at it for what…eight days now? Yes…Eight. Whole. Days. And I found out yesterday that N’s been to ‘room 101’ (detention) seven times already. Most of which were this week. Last week was good. It was soooo good. Like, I was wondering who kidnapped my son and exchanged him with a look […]
It didn’t seem necessary to keep my phone within view, just in case. It was only the first week of school and thus far, it had gone well. Last Friday I was at a women’s writers luncheon. My phone was on silent and in my purse…because, well because it was the first week of school and usually […]
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