1. My Why - i never wanted to do this
- Rachel Richardson
- Jan 27, 2022
- 3 min read
Updated: Nov 27, 2023
I swore up and down that I would never become a mom-blogger.
I told myself: nobody would come to see my story. It's not unique or inspiring. I used to stare at scholarship essays and think the same thing.
'Tell us why you deserve our attention!'
they would prompt in various tones. I can't. I'm not seeking praise or glorification. In fact perform terribly under pressure. I once publicly cried from the embarrassment of strangers singing "Happy Birthday" in a cafe.
Who does that?
In the reflection of my life, a million thoughts and memories went flying through my mind. The ones that stuck the longest were ones from my childhood. I grew up a little mountain-child on acreage in the foothills of the Cascade Mountains. When I was younger, although my parents seemed very strict, I had few literal boundaries in my life.
My bare feet would carry me anywhere my little heart desired. At the age of 6, I would wake up, grab a machete, and blaze a trail off into the hills. Sometimes I would journey all day and walk for miles and only return home when the light of the day began to disappear.
It was a freedom that I know not many people have ever felt before. I didn’t realize all the power I had been given until it was taken away with a warm "Welcome to Tucson." I lived my adolescence and young adult life in the city; a drastic difference from my early years. This unique upbringing has provided me with a very unique perspective on childhood and parenting.
Since meeting my Husband in the desert we have raised our family traveling all over the United States and I have realized that my family deserves the life I once knew. A peaceful home with clear and reasonable boundaries. We are on a mission to provide that for them, and hope to change the pace of life for as many other families as we can along the way.

For starters: I am aware that I am not better than anyone. 💯 That's not the vibe here. I certainly 👏 do 👏 not have it all figured out. However, after many of my friends and acquaintances had come to me for advice, of which I am glad to give, I wanted to publish a place of consideration and conference. I will attempt to show you how I have handled those tough parenting days. With that said, 🥂 here's to hoping my stories and experiences can make you feel a little better about the journey that is motherhood. I need you here to build this community with me.
If any of you know me in the real world, you know I am bold, blunt, and above all not judgmental. Far from perfect and always looking for ways to do better.
I'm currently seeking a Bachelors of Science in Psychology. I have always been intrigued by human-nature. When I became a mother, my pursuit shifted from Anthropology of the World to Developmental Psychology. The developing mind is wild.
"Childhood is a period of transitioning psychosis,"
Translation: kids are crazy.
You don't say?
But within that beautifully feral mind is so much emotion, wonder, and creativity. We need to rekindle that freedom of spirit by understanding the brain. And all while maintaining our own peace and sanity. Please check our my Reading List if you're looking for a more independent journey; but know I am always open for dialogue. Drop a comment before you go if only to say hi.
My personal journey has been to seek and create peace everyday through
Natural Beauty,
Respect,
and Slow Living.
What will yours be?
These ideas seem to have been lost to time. It's past time for their revival.
If you know someone who is amidst the brambles of motherhood and doesn't know how to begin to climb out, please share this post with them so we can build upon this extended family.
It's going to be great to meet you,

I am not a mother but yet a grandfather trying to help my wife raise 3 of our grandchildren. I am trying to do this differently than I did with my children, I used the methods that was used on me. time for correction in that method. my grandchildren are Joseph 7, Jaxx 10 and Journey 12. I am not sure what lead me to you but I am sure I’m here for a reason. I look for to where this takes me.
George