Transforming Joy

There she is, a child laughing, sugar her best friend. There she is, dreaming, wanting more than this. Her transformation moved quickly then slowed then sped up again. https://issuu.com/maryammorrison/docs/the_eden_magazine_november_2017/32 She found her voice in comedy as she explored the world of acting, becoming herself on MADtv, Reno 911, and too many other projects to name.ContinueContinue reading “Transforming Joy”

How to change the way your child thinks about school.

Image from Relatably.com Changing the way your child thinks about school is already a daunting task, so don’t expect miracles or overnight success. It is school after all. This isn’t a checklist or advice that works on cue. These are segments of living that should be worked into conversations and built upon as you moveContinueContinue reading “How to change the way your child thinks about school.”

A Carousel of Spanish

One of the beauties of being married to a Hispanic man is that I’ve gotten to learn about his culture through his eyes. I had grown up in Miami before I met him so Spanish was all around me. Many of my friends were Cuban, but they wanted to be “American” and most of themContinueContinue reading “A Carousel of Spanish”

From Grit to Grace

Yesterday, that grit that has kept me trekking through some of my longest struggles abandoned me and left me panicking. I’m the one with the fight. Everyone expects it. But, sometimes, I just fail at what’s expected of me. When I got the call, I just started breathing these long, deep breaths from the gut.ContinueContinue reading “From Grit to Grace”

Hey Sunshine!

Who were you growing up? Who are you now? What did they call you? What do they call you? There I was, the one who had a different opinion, the one who didn’t talk, the one who stood out. I was perfect for their names. It was an introduction to learning to laugh at yourself.ContinueContinue reading “Hey Sunshine!”

Sometimes, we just don’t need to talk.

Relationships grow, crumble, fade, part, and regenerate. It’s when they’re quiet that you know you’ve done something right. It’s the kind of quiet where neither one of you needs to talk. You don’t need to ogle each other like teenagers or stare lovingly into each other’s eyes like you desperately can’t live without the otherContinueContinue reading “Sometimes, we just don’t need to talk.”