Tick Tock

Today’s my mom’s 65th birthday. When I look at her, I’m filled with immense gratitude. Thank you, Universe. Thank you, God. Thank you for restoring her health when things seemed bleak. Thank you for all the fights, the arguments, the hugs, and her blunt, cold, and often harsh advice. But, as I look at her, […]

The Fourteen Year War

She fought everyone and everything. The Allied and Axis Powers combined could not stop her from loving him. Roosevelt, Patton, Hitler, Mussolini could kiss her ass. She gave her all and when she was short, she borrowed some. He was her King, she could never deny him. He couldn’t love her; he couldn’t choose her. […]

Why Do I Love Thee?

At  38 years old, I’m no stranger to love. Not sure we’ve always been friends, but we know each other well. I’ve loved and lost. I’ve dated some nice men and some abominable creatures also. Some have been more memorable than others but all have taught me a lesson and helped me learn more about […]

Damn You, Selfie.

Ah, the joys of social media. I love it and hate it both the same. Facebook bores me. And while I’m fully aware that I can adjust my settings and only see what I want on my timeline, who really has time for that? It hurts my heart when I fall out of like with […]

Maintain The Mug

Alright, alright, alright…it’s inevitable, we’re all getting old, literally as we speak. By the time you’re done reading this, you’ll be a few minutes older than you were when you started. Sad, huh? Well, it doesn’t have to be.  Yes, I agree, you’re only as old as you feel…but you’re also as old as you […]

A Letter To My 18 Year Old Self.

In the last few months, preparations for my 20 year high school reunion commenced. I was invited to join the Facebook group  in order to stay current with all the announcements. Waaahhh. Barf. No offense, guys. The truth is, I’ve dreaded this day for as long as I could remember. Not so much the actual […]

Ouch: Love Hurts

Today, my heart aches. I feel like I have a ton of bricks resting on top of my chest. Love hurts…but why? Sadly, I know I’m not the only one that feels (or has felt) this way. Misery loves company? Not me, though. I want all of the amazing women in my circle to be […]