This was my podcast listen this morning, while getting ready for work. I think forgiveness is one of the hardest things to reconcile when someone has hurt us or those we love. In recent times, I’ve confronted this need to forgive in scenarios in which I know I will never get an apology or resolution. … Continue reading Forgiveness
The missing you is strong today. It started yesterday, to be honest. I came home from the rheumatologist and felt this stupid longing to see your face. I was out of sorts - tired and frustrated. I just didn't want to feel that anymore. I was out of sorts for loving you. I was out … Continue reading The Missing You is Strong Today
My 45th birthday is ten-days away. Last weekend, I worked on booking a birthday trip and never went through with it. I couldn't make up my mind and eventually the weirdness of this last year took over and I couldn't get past this one issue. It's a big one. Nonetheless, I just couldn't get past … Continue reading Road Trips, Birthdays, & Wasting Time
There are things I would like to do with you. I couldn't list them all here. I shouldn't list them all here. But here are fourteen, from the random places in my heart & mind - while I wait {every so impatiently}. Hurry up.1. I would like to kiss you. As much as possible. As … Continue reading Things I Would Like to do With You
“The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.” ~ Isak Dinesen I am not ashamed that therapy is a thing I’ve needed since March of last year. It’s self-care. I think more people should go. But sometimes therapy comes in the form of Vitamin D, salt air, & sea breezes. So … Continue reading The Cure for Anything
As I lay here writing this at 3:53 AM, having yet to sleep, I thought I’d share this podcast. Although apparently I didn’t pay attention as well as I thought. Anxiety is and has been near for much of the last year. But settled in - during the days my home was damaged and I … Continue reading Anxiety
This is an excerpt of my novel, A Thousand Years. The day everything made sense again, the sweat dripped down my shirt, pooling between my breasts and running down my back. I longed for a swift and harsh southern thunderstorm to rip through town, cooling everything in its wake – including me. But I'm not … Continue reading Everything Made Sense Again
