It's tired, that thing that you do. Where you expect me to be just like you. But maybe I think differently, and maybe I feel compassionately, my heart on my sleeve. Why do you think I need to react indifferently, like the way that you do? I'm not you. I'm tired of wandering through. … Continue reading I’m Not You
Vulnerable I listen to regrets of me shattered existence.
"I don't have any friends!" That is what I have heard this year, more times than I would care to mention, from my youngest daughter, who just turned ten. I have witnessed old friendships fall to the wayside, and I have seen with my own eyes the way these old "friends" treat her at school. … Continue reading We Must Entertain
We lost our dear friend Andy in January. I was approached by the producer from KWIT, our local public radio station, about writing a piece to honor our friend. Andy loved listening to public radio. 🙂 After several edits of a longer piece I wrote, we finally ended with the perfect story. At first, I … Continue reading Andy’s Story
I didn't even get an invitation to my step-brother's wedding. I don't know why I was kept off of the guest list, and this has left me sad and confused. The more I think about it, the sadder I seem to get. My dad married his mom almost 20 years ago, and with that union came … Continue reading Heartbreaking Reality
I'm trying to resurface some of my older posts that I think are relevant. It's a hard process! I cannot decide which ones to "bring back to life." Maybe I'll just pick one a day 😉 Here's todays post: Source: My Brain and 21 Grams
I take a lot for granted. I need to really work on that. I need to stop assuming, until I know all of the facts. I need to stop expecting, and do more appreciating. I need to stop stressing, and learn how to live in the moment. Before I know it, tie will have gone … Continue reading Can I Have a Moment of Your Time?
Falling further and further away from me, But I'm not pulling you back. It's hard remembering who we used to be, when looking at all we lack. Not needed, is how I am feeling these days. Trapped in endless lost feelings. Uncomfortable in each and every way. Leaves me hopelessly reeling.
Flirting is funny. You think of it from when you were younger. It felt good to flirt, and left you wanting to do it again. As I get older, I look at younger people flirting, and reminisce of the times when I myself would be flirting with someone, or find someone to be flirting with … Continue reading An Affair To Remember
I am convinced, as I have said many times before, that I was meant to be born in a different time. My focus today is on family. It seems that, in decades past, family was so much more important than it is now. I'm not just talking about siblings and parents, but all family.....grandparents, cousins, … Continue reading Family First?
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