All In

For the longest time, I tried to make excuses. I figured that there had to be more. Why? Because nothing made sense. I lived everyday with this confusion hanging over my head and the belief that somehow, somewhere this would all make sense. But I'm tired of making excuses and I'm tired of trying to … Continue reading All In

A Love Story

When I was a little girl, I used to dream up love stories. It's a curse, I tell you. It has followed me past 40 and right on into my 42nd year. Except now I write the love stories instead of just dreaming of them. When you write love stories, you should probably find a way to … Continue reading A Love Story