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 »