Relationship Freedom + Why I Called Bullshit on “Two Becoming One”

  There I was perusing the Internet like the mature 30-something that I am, scrolling through my Facebook feed as I wondered why I even placed my thumb on that blue icon on my iPhone in the first place — political rant after political rant — blah, blah and another blah.   Finally my eyes saw a post about love and marriage and that saying that pulls at the heartstrings so much…”when two become one.” […] Read More

Questions For Heaven – When Wonder Turns To Appreciation

Death and dying

  On what would have been your 61st trip around the sun, I woke up with questions swirling my orbit and I couldn’t help but talk to the cosmos about it…   Questions For Heaven – I wonder how much joy you’d have being a grandma. I wonder how many giggles you and your granddaughter would have racked up by now. I wonder how my life would be different with your help dealing with dad […] Read More

5 Ways To Get A Grip On Life + Grow A Pair

Courage, Strength

  Not only do I have some WTF moments, I also have dark flashes when all I really want to do is wiggle my nose like Samantha Stephens on Bewitched and start anew. Yep, sometimes I most definitely need to get a grip on life and grow a pair. I will say that these times don’t stick around too long because of a couple tricks I have up my sleeve to help get a grip […] Read More

How To Receive A Compliment (Illustrated By A Pre-Schooler)

Compliment, Compliments, Receiving

  It was a bright, yet crisp Saturday morning as she meandered into our bedroom with her white pajama shirt on backward and her pink and white socks pulled over her pants. This tiny Pre-Schooler looked like she just rolled out of a John Hughes movie beholding like Curly Sue with some major bedhead – a tiny birds nest in the back of her hair where she slept, waiting for Mama Bird to fly right […] Read More

On Acceptance: When Life Is A Literal Shit Show

Dementia, Alzheimers

  I was straight up sobbing, but without the tears rolling down my cheeks, kind of sob. It looked more like the body cry where your shoulders are heave hoeing up and down uncontrollably like you’re dancing a jig. Yeah, that one. I’m standing on the bathroom rug, trying to hide my face in the crease of my elbow as I endured, with gray medical gloves on and a plugged nose, trying to clean up […] Read More

On Living Like You’re Alive

  The hubs and I stood there, on a rug that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe, in an exquisitely sizable, modern, well-decorated house and just stared at the striking and rather large family picture on the wall. As we were gazing at it and trying to place all of the people in the frame (because we sure as hell didn’t know them that well, except for shaking hands and exchanging “Nice to meet […] Read More

Clearing The Deck For Creativity


  Have you ever had an idea strike you out of nowhere, or feel the creative muse saunter through your body like the lover it is? When the spark hit, were you in the middle of doing something that didn’t allow you to run with this lightening bolt of inspiration? — Hello, job to get to, kids to like, watch and stuff, food to prepare and a handsome hubs to squeeze and cuddle or desire […] Read More