Heather Christie’s
Sunday Morning Blog

Thanks for stopping by to check out my blog. Sit down, grab a cup of tea, and browse around. The first Sunday of the month I write a new post and share a little piece of my life.

My two teenage kids take up a lot of space on the page. But I also love to write about the joy and heartache of a long-term marriage, the gift of aging parents, my attempt to lead a healthy, mindful, and purpose-driven life, my career as a real estate professional, and what it’s like to chase a dream at middle age. And lots more. Sometimes I even throw in a recipe for Sunday dinner.

While it’s a blast when a big website re-syndicates one of my posts, my real goal is to write in a such a way that compels you pop back again and again to read my stories. I love it when you like, comment, or share a post. And when you subscribe to my email list—my heart lifts. You’re making my dream come true. Thanks.

Xoxo,
Heather

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The Last Soccer Season

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You Won’t Believe What My Husband Called Me!

Long ago when my husband and I first dated, he had sweet terms of endearment for me. Young love makes you say silly things. Darling. Sweetheart. Honeybunches. His friends teased him. But he couldn't help himself! He was so in love. And I secretly savored these pet...

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Do I Look Fat?

At Sunday dinner last week, my seventy-two year old mother was about to pass on the fresh-from-the-oven brownies that I’d baked. “I’m on a diet,” she said with a look of sheer determination. “I’m not wearing a dress to swim in the bay this summer. I’m getting into a...

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It Was A Scary Mom-Day! This Is What Happened:

With their cell phones as extensions of their hands, my kids expect I will be available at all times, under any circumstances. They text and call until I respond. It drives me batty. Mom? Are you there? Text back! Most times, these super urgent texts are to inform me...

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The Day My Kids Don’t Need Me Is On The Horizon

Sometimes I feel like I’ve gotten snagged in a time warp. Another summer is over. The night air is turning crisp. The soccer games have started. Dance lessons begin in two weeks. Thanksgiving will be here before we know it. Then Christmas. Lacrosse. Track. Recital....

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A Letter To My Son As He Enters His Senior Year

Dear Son, This summer, for the first time, I didn’t number the calendar with the days left until school started. I thought I’d trick time. But, it’s here—the beginning of the end. My heart pinches when I think about your childhood and understand it’s almost over. You...

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This Is Why The NYC Port Authority Makes Me Happy

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I Stopped Doing Laundry And This Is What Happened

The famous actor Ed Asner said, “Raising kids is part joy and part guerrilla warfare.” He had to be thinking about the laundry room when he said this—the combat zone—the space in which reasonable parents are transformed into bloodthirsty warriors hell bent on victory....

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