To the Women I Love…

I sat on the couch opposite my therapist staring at my wringing hands.  “Two weeks ago made ten years since my mother died.  Next week will make a year since my mother-in-law died.  Some days I don’t feel that I’ve fully processed that,” I said.  My eyes lifted to find her smiling brightly at me, […]

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Found

Nestled in the safety of my four-door sedan, parked outside of my home, I wept.  A glance in the review mirror was only a metaphorical confirmation for what I felt internally: I wasn’t myself.  Who was this woman staring back at me in the mirror?  Whose life was I living?  Whose body was it that […]

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Nah.

I’m feeling silly today… | Nah. | You ever look back a phase of your life and say to yourself, “Whew!  I’m glad I’m over that?”  I have had my fair share of What in the Blue Hell Was I thinking moments. I have made some of the worst mistakes in my almost 31 years.  […]

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More Than One Way

 Frustrated, I lowered my head and let a few tears stream down my cheeks.  “This isn’t how I planned it,” I whispered as I considered how scrambled my plans had become.  What was once a clear road to success seemed congested detours, and uncertainty made me question if I’d arrive at all… | More Than […]

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Keeping My Hands to Myself

I was having a really hard time.  Why was I struggling while everyone else was okay…specifically the ones that I helped?  It just didn’t seem fair that I was the one with the short end of the stick when it was my stick to begin with. | Keeping My Hands to Myself | Whatever you […]

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Nurturing Dead Things

It’s been too long since I last shared.  I’m in a place where I can share today.  Please be gentle with my heart. Disclaimer : I will use the word “relationship” in this blog.  Please do not limit this to a romantic relationship.  I mean that word to mean “connection.” | Nurturing Dead Things | […]

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