*Trigger Warning: Domestic Abuse & Child Abuse* Yesterday, for the first time in I don’t know how long, I felt triggered. I was trembling and on the verge of tears … Continue reading Meringue Pie & PTSD
Lazy(ish) Sunday
This lazy Sunday has been pretty amazing so far. Although I did not wake in the late afternoon – more of late morning and, sure, there was no watching of … Continue reading Lazy(ish) Sunday
Give Me Weeds
Happy Mother’s Day to all who have been, wish to be, or have mothers in their lives! I miss mine every day, especially on days like today. I wrote my … Continue reading Give Me Weeds
Writing, Writing, and – I Might be Obsessed – More Writing.
Okay, I think I’ve succumbed to a mild addiction. It started as 5 minutes a day, turned to 15 minutes, and now I may get a little cranky if I … Continue reading Writing, Writing, and – I Might be Obsessed – More Writing.
Tuesday Thoughts
So far, so good. After a week of carving 10-30 minutes of writing every morning (more on the weekend), I’m feeling…relief? I always knew that writing of any kind was … Continue reading Tuesday Thoughts
Finding Time for Me in the Age of COVID-19
I’m not going to lie, finding “me” time was already difficult before COVID-19. When the kids were in school, I was “just” juggling their school, bus, after school activities, while … Continue reading Finding Time for Me in the Age of COVID-19
Ten Years – A Letter to Mom
Hi, Mom: It’s been a while since I wrote, but I have a feeling you know that I think of you every day. Every time I rough-house with the kids, … Continue reading Ten Years – A Letter to Mom
Over the Hill!
Yesterday, I said goodbye to my 30s, so today I get to say hello to my 40s! So far, so good. And, in case you’re like my husband, yes, all … Continue reading Over the Hill!
Waiting for Perfect
A painting sits Incomplete Waiting for That perfect moment That inspiration to just HIT And let these fingers Finish what they started And close the last page On the unfinished/unstarted … Continue reading Waiting for Perfect
My Daughter’s Enemy
My daughter has a friend who used to be her enemy She said she hated him because he always had to be the best He tripped her to win a … Continue reading My Daughter’s Enemy
