All in MOM STYLE

TO EVERY MOTHER

Mom let’s start with you. Because if you and Dad didn’t have (you know what) on new years eve on that California night in 1976, there wouldn’t be me. Or my babies. Or my life. So you win. 


20 KIDS BETWEEN US AND THE BEAUTY OF KNOWING

This just in. Being real is the new black. Maybe it’s age that brings this wisdom. Maybe it’s experience. Maybe it’s both. But what it most certainly is for sure, is the truth. And whether it’s grainy or crystal clear, when it comes out, it feels like you’re born again. And for the record, that is not a joke. It’s the knowing. The real, beauty of knowing. And what that can do for your soul? Everything.


HONOR THE TEARS THAT YOU CARRY

I’ve been in a state of clarity recently. Not transcendental meditation or a 30 day cleanse kind of thing that I recently read on goop. No. Just, clarity. Real Clarity.  I don’t even know the exact words to explain it but it’s something. Something real. And honorary. And I think when we notice this moment of clarity, we need to speak up. Because even if I don’t know the exact meaning of transcendental meditation, I do know the exact meaning of transformation.