Just want to check in with everyone and let you know that I am so sorry for my ‘leave of absence’ here on the website. I have missed writing with you, reflecting and being together on this journey.
Where have I been?
An average day … finishing a book chapter in carpool line.
I have been busy writing my book “Fatherless Daughters” with co-author, Denna Babul, which will be due to the publisher very soon. This has been a year when an intern, a wife, a mini-me and an assistant would have all been more useful than deodorant in August. Ew, right? But if you had been following me around lately, you would agree.
Juggling the book with 3 little kids, a crazy-and-wonderful-as-Grandma-Maxine dog and a persistent load of laundry that touches the ceiling on Sundays … I am just trying to get by (yes, I have spot-cleaned more hamper-pulled clothes for my kids just before school than anyone needs to know).
Thankfully, I have survived on meditation, prayer, old Oprah reruns, phone conversations with friends and time giggling in the bed with the kids after story time. (Okay, red wine & chocolate have been mixed in there too … I’m only human & need a break once and again.)
So I did squeeze in a weekend for a girls’ trip to LA – but I wrote during the daytime & needed the fresh air!
Somehow, I know you understand. The thing is with life, there is never truly enough time and space to tackle the entire opposing team. You have to put PRIORITIES around you and reserve your energy for what needs to be taken down first. Those people that love you will still be there when you get back. And those of us who love ourselves have learned to give ourselves permission to take things one tackle at a time.
So, for now, I’ll get back to the final chapters of the book, get the kids’ clothes out for school tomorrow and look forward to one more productive month of rewrites. After which …I intend on coming back to you full swing. I have so much to tell you!!
Psssst … A window into our book research: In our survey of over 1,000 fatherless women, more than half of them reported that their biggest fear in life is: NOT FEELING LOVED.
Boy, can we relate.
Here’s to loving you,