Grief – The Ultimate Permission-Giver

I thought I was losing my mind after my Pop’s died. No joke. I began to think the dementia that finally ravaged his brain, was about to do the same to mine. I couldn’t think straight, literally. My short-term memory was shot. Which sent me down the Google rabbit-hole where I found helpful articles that […]

It’s Never Goodbye, It’s Only So Long…

My pops… The guy I talk (write) about all the time.  The dude who I said has the number one spot in my heart (even my hubs knew his ranking).  The man whose humor surpasses any comedian I’ve ever watched. And who rocked a raging case of CRS/Alzheimer’s like no other… Went tits up recently […]

Show Up. Tell Your Story.

I can’t say I recall ever wanting to be a writer. Even when I was little and kept a journal (you know the ones with the lock and key) + wrote silly stories — I didn’t think of being a full-on writer one day. But in 5th-grade that changed; I found a hunger in myself […]

When the Whistle Blows

I scurry to the kitchen from our bedroom like I’m a running back with my eye on the end zone. (Just to be clear, I had to Google what a running back actually does + I originally said “inzone” not end zone. THAT’S how much I know about football.) It’s a familiar scene in the […]