Welcome. I’m here, and I’m glad you are, too. I’m Tricia Joy, lover of all things real: kindness, humor, story-telling, creativity, imperfection, God, honesty, cuss words, and a heck of a lot of and silliness.
All tagged Overwhelm
I’m in line with my husband while our four hooligans are seated at a table in the chipotle dining room wreaking noise havoc on all the innocent eaters nearby. Pointing to the shoe…
Those little make-your-own popsicle plastic handles should each have a tracking device. I was all pumped about our koolaid popsicles. EVERYBODY remembers the nos…
Even my can opener isn't working. Sorta like my brain. I'm standing in my kitchen in a moment of alone, all children in the care of others, school, or a crib. Prepping din…
It was June 2012 this last happened. I can remember it hitting me then the same way it hits me this weekend: so much fullness and so much goneness that the only way for them both to exist is to be confused. People always ask if her birthday brings…
