Sometimes…when I’m feeling especially nostalgic (and maybe a tad bit masochistic) I will dive into my book shelf of personal journals, opening & reading the very first one my hands make contact with. Usually it’s in the middle of the night, when sleep escapes me and I feel an absolute necessity to remember where I’ve been, who I’ve been and who others have been to me. I will sit in too little light, with too little blankets and bury myself… Read more »

I’m having an “off day”. You know the kind of day I’m talking about…nothing is particularly bad but nothing is really getting a smile out of me either. I mean, when Ozzy Man Reviews fails to make me laugh I know that I am definitely “off”, hormonal or just tired and….possibly…..today….carb deprived. 🙂 Regardless, today is “eh”. The morning was uneventful, the tasks monotonous and ordinary and after only about an hour of work in what I usually find to… Read more »

I’ve been terrified to write this. I’ve stared at the screen for several hours every week for many weeks willing the perfect words to escape my fingertips, willing the black letters on a white screen to come together in such a way that everyone would understand. “Ooohhh,” they’d say, “that poor girl, she has always meant well, even when she destroyed people.” Today, I realized, there is nothing I could write, no rhetoric that would make sense to everyone….no such thing… Read more »

For those of you who hadn’t heard…2014 hasn’t been my easiest year. Like, at all. Unfortunately, this blog suffered because of it. I spent a lot of time writing for myself…instead of everyone else…and I just never found much inspiration to post here. I’ve missed it immensely. I’ve missed the chance to interact with my readers and my followers. I’ve missed reading your comments and your emails and your advice. This space makes me happy. So I want to come… Read more »

I’ve spent my entire life doing exactly what I am supposed to. Always what was expected of me. My life was perfectly molded around the people I loved. My days began and ended with this thought: “what can I do today to make everyone around me as happy as possible?” I’m hoping that most of you can see how unhealthy that sort of behavior is…I hope you can identify what was missing. I never once asked myself: “what can I do… Read more »

It’s strange and so very sad….that people exit this world without hardly making a ripple. Husbands and wives, and moms and dads, and teenagers and infants are all laid to rest…leaving those who love them with the overwhelming idea of existing without them. Meanwhile, the rest of us are laughing, or fighting, or frantically finishing a project at work – our life, happening, while someone else’s has simultaneously ended. The world has lost one of it’s best, my world has… Read more »

I am what you would call a morning person. I wake up each morning…much earlier than is ever necessary. I can literally hear life and all of its chores and all of its adventures whispering in my ear…telling me that I’m missing out, I’m running out of time to accomplish all of the things I want to accomplish. Usually, this spurs me to action. I leave my husband to sleep and I go to the gym, I start the laundry,… Read more »

How fitting. One week ago, I was writing about battling and (mostly) conquering my debilitating insecurities and desperate need for approval…and today, after a work meeting in which I was handed my new tasks and duties I was also handed a whole lot of “productive” criticism. To be fair, I directed the conversation toward “respect”, how to earn it and how to keep it. I guess, I was expecting a “work more hours, step up more often and finish tasks… Read more »

This title…with no words attached to it has been sitting in my drafts for a couple of weeks…its been taunting me. Daring me to write something honest and vulnerable and a little bit ugly. I guess I could never find the beginning which is technically the past and not a place I like to reside…so I will just start with the now and see where I end up. I’m sitting at my dining room table, with the window open because… Read more »