nathalie-s in #hive-125125 • yesterdayThe essence of me: A humorous self-portraitI'm a 46-year-old mother of five in a beautifully blended family, where I've spent the past two decades trying to raise my kids with enough boundaries, respect, and love to…nathalie-s in #hive-125125 • 2 days agoWhen life hurts: embracing the pain and finding strength in connectionI often write about changing your perception on events in your life, about how sometimes you have to stop caring about the small stuff and focus on what really matters. Inathalie-s in #hive-125125 • 3 days agoThe monday that wasn'tThe monday that wasn't Ah, Monday. Traditionally, my sanctuary, a day dedicated to the art of doing absolutely notnathalie-s in #hive-125125 • 4 days agoBirthdays, food comas, and the art of controlled chaosYesterday was a day of celebration. Not one, but two birthdays—because why keep things simple when you can double the party and the chaos? My husband’s birthday is tomorrow, and…nathalie-s in #hive-125125 • 5 days agoA Birthday written in inkTomorrow is my daughter’s birthday. But today? Today was magic. It started off simple. Just the three of us, while our son was off cheffing his way through the kitchen. We had…nathalie-s in #hive-155221 • 6 days agoFind the music in the story #1Did you ever drive the same road so many times that you start questioning reality? Like maybe you’re stuck in a loop, some weird Groundhog Day situation, except instead of Bill…nathalie-s in #hive-125125 • 6 days agoMonsters under the bed - Part 2Everyone knows how thunder works, the louder and faster it comes, the closer the storm is. You can calculate it neanathalie-s in #hive-125125 • 7 days agoMonsters under the bed - Part 1My imagination has always been quite intense. As a child, my imagination was my savior. It has always helped me during moments of fear when I no longer knew how to handle…nathalie-s in #hive-125125 • 8 days agoFriday night: The night I died - Part 2"Was the last client difficult?" The voice pulled me out of my thoughts about the tea. "No, not really. It’s the same story every Friday." 
