About Me:

Aloha! I'm Wendy Kennar. I'm the mother of a seven-year-old son and a wife living in Los Angeles. I was a public school teacher for twelve years until a chronic medical condition made it necessary to leave my teaching career.

I've always been described as "quiet" - really, I'm just biting my tongue. I've got lots to say, and lots of thoughts to share, I just prefer to write them. That's the purpose of this blog. Each Wednesday, I post a personal essay offering my observations and thoughts.

A few fun facts about me: I've wanted to be a writer since second grade, when my teacher, Mrs. Jones, made me a "book" with a yellow construction paper cover. I have never learned to whistle, have always preferred sunflowers to roses, and have spent my life living within the same zip code.

Through the years, my writing has been published in the Los Angeles Times, Christian Science Monitor, United Teacher, GreenPrints, L.A. Parent, DivineCaroline.com, RoleReboot.org, XOJane, and Brain, Child Magazine. Additionally, my personal essays have been included in several anthologies, including: The Barefoot Review, Beyond the Diaper Bag, Lessons From My Parents, Write for Light, Being a Grown-Up: A User's Manual for the Real World, Ka-Pow!, How Writing Can Get You Through Tough Times, Breath and Shadow, The Grey Wolfe Storybook, and Sisters Born, Sisters Found.
I am a regular contributor at MomsLA.com, and you can also find me at Goodreads.

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Wednesday, June 4, 2014

I Am ...

I am a woman.
I think the women I know are stronger than the men I know.

I am a mother.
I think being a good mother means walking the tightrope of sometimes being selfish so that you can be selfless for your child.

I am a wife.
I think the longer we’re married, the easier it is to forget to show gratitude for this person who has promised to be by your side.
I am a daughter.
I think I didn’t realize all my parents did for me until I had to start doing them for my son.
I am a writer.
I think everyday life provides me with a never-ending wealth of inspiration.

I am an individual.
I think I stand out in a crowd without being ostentatious.

I am a list-maker.
I think lists help me not forget and help me feel a sense of accomplishment in acknowledging all that I did each day, even when I know there is plenty I didn’t do.

I am quiet on the outside.
I think, ponder, ruminate, consider.

I am outspoken.
I think there are certain things I can’t be quiet about.

I am fond of silver and gemstones.
I think wearing jewelry is one way I express myself.

I am curious.
I think I will never run out of things to read and learn.

I am patient.
I think children deserve hugs, kisses, “I love you’s,” and the opportunity to be heard.

I am terrified of earthquakes.
I think earthquicks (as my son calls them) are a reminder that I have no control.

I am scared.
I think my body isn’t as strong as I used to believe, and I fear it will fail me.
I am in pain.
I think I will never again know no-pain, just hopefully, less pain.

I am tired.
I think being a parent means never feeling completely well-rested.
I am alive.
I think as long as I’m alive I will keep growing and changing and staying the same.


  1. This blog is EXCELLENT.You are a very very SPECIAL person.Anyone who knows you should feel lucky as you are truly someone special to know.I am so thankful you are my daughter,and my friend and I feel blessed that we have such a wonderful relationship.I only wish you weren't in so much pain each day and that you didn't have to deal with this medical condition which you certainly don't deserve.I love you and I am very proud of you.

  2. You are a remarkable young woman. I feel fortunate that your mother & I have such a good relationship with you. Your mother & I are proud of you.
    love, dad

  3. Honey,
    You are an incredible woman. Your writing is amazing.
    I Love You!