Closure. I hear that word a lot. We all do. You need closure. Get closure and move on with your life. Do you know what that means? I don’t. I never have. Closure is not a luxury that I have ever experienced in my life. Not once have I ever been hurt or used, and … Continue reading Closure.
I was as surprised as you the day we met. Sitting on your suitcase hair flopped over in your eyes. I was unleashing holy hell; glaring at the cowering masses, whilst giving the finger to ‘the man.’ I could only stop and stare; horrified and afraid at those doe eyes and thick lashes - … Continue reading Stupid Boy
I am not a religious person. Not many people like me are. Many of us grew up going to whatever version of church our family tradition dictated we attend but at some point in our lives, we walked away from religion altogether. Religion is often taught as a contradiction – don’t judge others but hey … Continue reading Our Other Half
When I found out that Jay was going to do a monthly blog carnival – I got all giddy and excited. I know, you think it’s silly but when other people give me things to write about (words, prompts, topics, etc) my imagination kicks into high gear and you never know what’s going to come … Continue reading “WHAT WERE YOUR 5 FAVORITE BOOKS AS A CHILD OR TEENAGER?”
I got asked a very important question today. "What do you want?" Yah, I know - cue the sappy romantic movie trailer. I digress. The answer is as simple as it is complicated. What do I want. I want one person - just one person to exist in my world for the simple ( There … Continue reading Just One Person
I write about home a lot. I guess it’s because I’ve never had one. I’ve been trying to find my way home my entire life. The day I signed the lease on my new apartment – I went straight to Lowes to pick out paint samples. The walls had to be purple, but not PURPLE. … Continue reading The Journey Home
When I was ten, my most precious treasure was my teddy bear. His name was Tedsy and he probably caught more of my tears than an entire factory of Klennex. When I was twenty-four, I treasured no single thing more than my simple golden wedding band. At thirty-five, my children gave me a coffee cup … Continue reading Prized Possessions