The maybe’s, the what if’s, & the how come’s.

This is one of those posts… I hesitate, I pause, I take a breath. What should I say? What can I possibly say? Why should I say it? Two years have passed since my mother died from cancer. Two years that I looked at her bedroom and bathroom daily, knowing she would never walk those floors [...]

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“I AM A DRUNK DRIVER”

I was driving down the road early this morning, on my way to spend time with a friend. The sun was large and round in the sky, a welcomed sight after too many days of gray dreary weather that seeped into my soul. I had my sunroof open, my hair was blowing just the right way [...]

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A Message In A Bottle

I am not afraid of storms for I am learning to sail my ship. ~~ Louisa May Alcott I love that quote. I have a t-shirt with that quote on it that I’m wearing right now as I begin to type these thoughts. I bought it at a shop when I ran my first 5k [...]

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Letting Go and Shutting Down

“Each has to enter the nest made by the other imperfect bird.” – Rumi I think I’m possibly messed up — you know, in that way that you think you’re thoughts are far more different from the thoughts of those around you so you tell them that you think you’re messed up hoping that the [...]

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Perpetually Swimming Under Water

I had this comment on a post not too long ago. I love getting comments here, all kinds of comments. Those of you who say, “yes, me too”, and those of you who reveal your souls. This comment has stuck with me. The commenter used the name “Confused”, which worried me about the message I [...]

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“… it is the courage to continue that counts.”

I think there is a part in each of us that begs to escape, to run away. When you think you may have ventured too far from the path. Things start to look so unfamiliar that you pause and step back, trying to see the whole picture — only for it to be obscured by [...]

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I Want Out.

I’ve been remembering an image that brings me to my knees with sorrow and pain and worry and longing and dread. The picture of his face has been prevalent in my mind for the last several days — I don’t know why. Perhaps a story I read, a video I watched, a memory that won’t [...]

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