“Where have you been?” “We haven’t seen you in ages!” “We miss you!” These are all familiar phrases to me recently uttered by none other than my mom. And, to be honest, these are all fair because I haven’t been as “available” to my family in a little over a year. Some was … Continue reading Swimming With the Fishes
Here it is, November 7th, 2018--the morning after major midterm elections. The blues won the HOUSE, the reds--the SENATE. And, as much as our country is still split in half so is my ever-loving, hopeful heart. My heart, that has always longed for kindness and justice and most importantly peace. My faith in humanity is … Continue reading The Mo(u)rning After….
We all know the saying. We probably even said it as children to bullies or our siblings or anyone who made a rude comment to us. “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me!” But, I’m here to say that is BULLSHIT. It’s not true. Bones heal. Wounds created by … Continue reading Sticks and Stones
Today is the FIRST Monday after the clocks so eloquently sprung forward over the weekend. To say that there is LESS pep in my step is a gross understatement. And, it seems that I am not the only one feeling this way. Historically, after this time every year, I spend about a week feeling completely … Continue reading Boing! Boing! Fucking Boing!
“We should get divorced now while we still like each other.” The words echoed in my then-kitchen across the blue tiled floor. We had been together for 16 years, since I was 16 years old. We had what others viewed as the perfect life—2 healthy kids, a house in the suburbs, kids enrolled … Continue reading The “D” Word
Toxic (Tahk-sic), meaning “poisonous” Have you ever been fortunate enough to have a toxic person in your life? I say “fortunate” because having them is actually a blessing in disguise. They teach us to rise above what they think of us and love ourselves. They teach us that we cannot control what others think … Continue reading ToxSICK
Believe it or not, I once “spoke in tongues”. I did. I swear! I was raised “non-denominational/Pentecostal” from the time I was 11 and boy could I tell you some stories. I was exorcised TWICE. I got a concussion from a “healing” preacher after he laid hands on me, shoving me into the hard concrete … Continue reading DE-LIGION
We have all felt it. That familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach, along with that feeling of wanting to crawl into a hole and disappear—SHAME. Big, ugly, mean shame. I, like many of you have felt it too many times in my 40 years on this earth. I read something recently … Continue reading SHAME, SHAME, SHAME
I sit in my living room this morning, after the New Year, at the beginning, AGAIN, of a weight loss journey. I’m not disappointed to be here (ok, maybe a little) because I understand the road that took me here and the road I have to travel, again, to get where I want to be. … Continue reading Begin…..AGAIN