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.
Let me tell you, if you wonder how sure of yourself you are, attempting to monetize yourself and your gifts after being out of the game for a bit will bring the mirror right up to your scraggly face and say, “Not so sure of yourself after all, huh?”
Am I blessed? Maybe. Am I lucky? Maybe? Am I a product of my own hard work? Maybe.
Am I grateful? You bet your socks off.
When I was a kid, nobody could really figure out what my dad did with the majority of his time. He seemed to move around the house looking somewhat laboriously engaged but at the end of the day he often had nothing to show for it and yet somehow appearing as though he desperately needed a nap.
“I had no idea I was holding all of these expectations for my kids and my mother’s relationship until I realized there’d not be one.”
Your house and your calendar and your laundry all fall on you. And that can feel crushing when you hate house stuff, calendar stuff, and laundry stuff. Q: What to do? A: Get creative.
I feel like life for me over the past decade has basically been this: me scurrying around scooping up my marbles, then losing them again. Scoop em up, lose em again. Scoop, lose, scoop, lose.
Your brain won’t work, which is challenging enough. But then your mind goes berserk. Meanwhile, life doesn’t stop to accommodate your below-baseline functioning. Read on to discover the five things I do during periods when both my ADHD and Anxiety flare up to annoyingly debilitating proportions.
With all four kids home with me every mother loving day for the months of June-August, the summer is ripe with insight.
The honest to goodness truth is that I was sorely in need of this bold refresher: Life is in the business of building flexibility in us.
Me: WTF. Did that just happen? Did I just downplay a deeply traumatic experience that occurred 17 minutes from my house and terrorized thousands directly (and millions indirectly) by rationalizing it?
You’ve seen the marriage books that speak on how important it is to choose one another ab…
Examples of when I have a tendency to behave somewhat nuts: Anytime after 11:00 pm. Anytime before 6:00 am. The days I am ho…
It all started around the time that Scott and I realized that there is one very specific circumstance when we suck at liking each oth…
I’d hope that you wouldn’t have to be around my husband and me long enough to know we have mad respect and ma…
Down below, waiting. Its stem not yet arched in form - without light, not even the col…
“Hi there. Tell me about yourself.” He held his cardboard sign, folding slightly in on itself because of the crea…
I don’t twiddle my pencil. I’m not hyper. I don’t engage in reckless behaviors. I am a full-grown woman. And, yes, I have ADHD. It took me…
When you are a runner for your midwestern college’s indoor track team— which holds its season in the Winter— and your coach loves to wa…
They always wanna share your creative stuff. This shouldn’t surprise us since the selfish little bastards by nature always think everything is about them. That Walgreens bag you’r…
