Early mornings are my time. The quiet. The still. Before the children upstairs begin to stir. Only those children are not so small anymore. One is 19 and cozied up to her girlfriend. One is 17, on his last loop… Read More ›
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The Antidote to Frustration
I am listening to Tony Robins right now. He’s my occasional guy. Right now, with the new year fast approaching, I’ve rekindled our relationship. He is asking me to write down any given emotions I feel in a week. Can… Read More ›
Dominant: Butterflies and Love
Lately, love has been the dominant thought running through my mind. This is a big deal. Really. It’s a big deal because for the past six years, since my traumatic divorce, I’ve remained single. I don’t mean the kind of… Read More ›
Ruminating on God
Ruminating is what I do, perhaps a little too much sometimes, and not enough at other times. Two things I ruminate often on are my divorce and my relationship with God. Of course there are various other things I contemplate… Read More ›
It’s Been Five Years…
It’s been five years, five years since I told him to leave. Five years since I smashed that cake into his face screaming that old adage, “You can’t have your cake and eat it too even if you think you… Read More ›
Chunk and My Overworked Imagination
My imagination gets overworked sometimes. Ok, in all honesty, my imagination gets overworked many times. I recently, for the first time in over eight years, applied for a job. When I went to request the employee packet to fill out,… Read More ›
Morning Pages 