Did you miss me? I miss me every day.
Happy New Year! May 2018 be full of challenges that ultimately move you forward. I never make New Year's resolutions because I think that they have to come from the heart and soul - not exclusively from a calendar date. But that's me. I think New Year's is a good time to soul search, though.… Continue reading 5 New Year’s resolutions I would make – if I were to make New Year’s resolutions
I am a bully. I. AM. A. BULLY. I amabully. I was a bully. I have been a bully. I bullied. Do I bully? I'm not sure what verb tense to use. I'm not sure what label to use. I definitely have a temper to fit the stereotype of my red hair. But am I… Continue reading B-b-b “B” Word: Bully
At the turn of the 20th century, Russian peasants rose and made a simple enough request: Bread and land. The ruling aristocracy thought that was pretty cheeky. A revolution began. The world changed. In December of 2014, I also made a simple request: Bread and, perhaps, a jug of milk. I ended up in the… Continue reading Bread and Ativan: how to get committed to a psych ward.
I've been offered a job back in my beloved field of funeral services. It's a good opportunity, with a company that is willing to invest in me. It feels perfect. That's why it has been so difficult to decide to turn it down. Tomorrow I will have to summon the courage to contact my would-be manager and… Continue reading If Work is Causing a Problem, Maybe it IS the Problem
I have a story to tell. I have a story to tell, but I am not going to tell it. It is about a $10,000 cat. She was just a barn cat. Old, arthritic and grouchy. She used to be a fluffy little cutie, who stole my heart, and caused debates about cat ownership through… Continue reading A Great Story About a $10,000 Cat
What we don’t know about domestic violence, hurts everyone: a letter to my friend I have a beautiful, well-educated, friend. She is a driven professional, and a mom of three great kids. She recently remarried. To me, she has been an inspiration. I have thought, “She’s been through so much, and she is standing strong.… Continue reading What we don’t know about domestic violence hurts everyone: a letter to my friend
Well I did it. I fell. Into the abyss I'd been fighting. Leapt, actually. Free fell. Fell freely. Phoenix in flames. Checked myself into the hospital on December 8, 2014 for a month. Exactly what I needed to do. Still may lose my house. May go bankrupt. May whatever. I going in the right direction… Continue reading Orion’s Belt
Friday night. Forty seven year old single mom sitting at the bar drinking wheat beer. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking it's about time I blogged again, right? I used to wake up with fully formed ideas in mind. Middle of the night - you name it. I'd jump up and run to my… Continue reading Cliche walking. Well, sitting, actually.
It's my birthday. I have hung on to this planet as it has hurtled through space, around the sun, whilst spinning on its axis at breakneck speeds, forty-seven times. It's exhausting. I hang on, still, and wait for my insides to stop churning. Sometimes, it's exhilarating, or awesome (as in, full of awe, or inspiring… Continue reading One more year on the planet.