What Happens When You Cancel Mother’s Day and Say Yes to the Weird Stuff Featuring: Spirit guides, brie smuggling, and a Skittles-colored psychic funhouse
You’ve had such a big impact on the way that I think about home and what we bring into this space. Wishing a decision and planning free day into existence for you very very soon. Thank you for reading. xx
Oh my, you’ve had some wild Mother’s Days! I think I’d like to hear more about the picnic on private property.
I’m so glad you posted this. Mother’s can so relate to the disappointment and frustration but yet, if like me, I would feel bad that I felt that way. It was if I thought the ‘perfect’ Mother’s Day would magically happen. It took me a while to speak up and I’m glad I did because before that I dreaded the day.
It was never about lavish gifts or big things I wanted - I just didn’t want to make decisions, plan the day and write out grocery lists for the dinner. Anyways, it all worked itself out and years later, I just feel so lucky that my girls go out of their way to spend some time with me.
Nancy! Yes, exactly. That’s the wild trick of it, right? You feel guilty for being disappointed. Like you should just be grateful. But you’re also quietly wondering how you ended up planning your own celebration, grocery list and all.
The picnic was at Greystone Manor in Los Angeles, so beautiful but absolutely no picnicking as it turns out...
I’m so glad you found your voice in it all and that your girls show up for you in the way that actually counts: time, thought, effort. That’s the real gift.
And listen… the woo scale is real. We need to make merch. 💫
I absolutely love being included in your woo ☯️ and yes yes yes to the not wanting anything more than to not be in charge for a day…
You’ve had such a big impact on the way that I think about home and what we bring into this space. Wishing a decision and planning free day into existence for you very very soon. Thank you for reading. xx
Oh my, you’ve had some wild Mother’s Days! I think I’d like to hear more about the picnic on private property.
I’m so glad you posted this. Mother’s can so relate to the disappointment and frustration but yet, if like me, I would feel bad that I felt that way. It was if I thought the ‘perfect’ Mother’s Day would magically happen. It took me a while to speak up and I’m glad I did because before that I dreaded the day.
It was never about lavish gifts or big things I wanted - I just didn’t want to make decisions, plan the day and write out grocery lists for the dinner. Anyways, it all worked itself out and years later, I just feel so lucky that my girls go out of their way to spend some time with me.
Also, I love your woo scale! 🔮✨🌙
Nancy! Yes, exactly. That’s the wild trick of it, right? You feel guilty for being disappointed. Like you should just be grateful. But you’re also quietly wondering how you ended up planning your own celebration, grocery list and all.
The picnic was at Greystone Manor in Los Angeles, so beautiful but absolutely no picnicking as it turns out...
I’m so glad you found your voice in it all and that your girls show up for you in the way that actually counts: time, thought, effort. That’s the real gift.
And listen… the woo scale is real. We need to make merch. 💫