Today

Today I said a prayer for you. Today will be a better day for you. Today I held your hand a little longer than normal. Today I thought I'd love you a little harder. Today I noticed your laugh and put it on repeat in my head all day. Today I hope your laugh matches … Continue reading Today

Table for one

I'm sitting here at Denny's by myself and I'm good with! It's different, feeling alone and actually being alone. Being alone on Purpose is interesting. I'm taking everything in around. I wondering if I seem weird or sad to others, if they even notice me at all? I see a group of old retired men. … Continue reading Table for one

Caught Up In My Head

      Being in totally recovery mode for as long as I have been gives you sufficient time to think...and think some more. Which truthfully has been a good thing (mostly). I have spent the last few months...8 months earlier or more trying not to think (too) deeply into things but you know me, … Continue reading Caught Up In My Head

Where’s My Writing Mojo?

At the doctors office for pre post-op. ..........................................................................................................................................................................   I'm not sure what it is? Why I'm struggling to get my fingers moving again. I almost feel like I can't write or "go back to work" until my monsters...aka kids...go back to school. So much has happened. So much has changed and so much more … Continue reading Where’s My Writing Mojo?

Being More ME

The Re-write I have rewrote this blog multiple times now. This has just been one of those weeks I can't get my stuff together. I'm not flowing how I need and want to be. I've made so many changes until I just had to start over. I've been up and down with emotions of joy … Continue reading Being More ME

Finding Me, Losing My People

  Prison I stand in my place. Right where you need me to be. This life sentence that was handed to us is hard. I want to escape with you. Be free of guilt, pain, shame and doubt. But you have grown comfortable here. I have never left you to sit in the past alone. … Continue reading Finding Me, Losing My People

Who Am I Anymore

"Why am I a person?" My daughter ask. "God decided that you needed to be this person, just who you are", I answered back. "Why did He not make me a dog or a table or someone else?" "Why am I Grace?" "Because there was already plenty of sassy puppies and no table could embrace … Continue reading Who Am I Anymore