I was walking around my house this morning just kinda looking around and enjoying the moment and it was in this moment that I realized that I was still holding on to every memory of Liberty that I could. I had her chewed up toys, her food and water station and all of her dogContinue reading “When Is It Time To Let Go?”
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It’s Like Digging A Hole In Sand
Do you ever catch yourself thinking that no matter what you are doing you should be doing something else?
Menopause Is My New Superhero Power
I’m not going to change the fact that I’m aging so I might as well make it my superhero power.
Dealing With Loss – In Real Time
There is no perfect formula for dealing with pain. We just have to follow our hearts and give ourselves time.
To The Very End
To the very end. That is what I think every time some asks me who my inspiration is/was and I tell them my Mom. Why “To the very end”? Well, let me tell you the story that is my Mom and give you a glimpse as to why I am the way I am today.Continue reading “To The Very End”
Election Night Story Time
As I sit here glued to the TV, flipping through the channels and hanging on every word, I have decided to give myself a break from reality for a moment at least. And what better way to do that than with a story. We all have stories. Some stories are funny, some are sad andContinue reading “Election Night Story Time”
Kindness Does Not Equal Weakness
This took me a long time to learn. I grew up in a very hard family. My Dad was raised in an orphanage and he learned at a young age what it took to survive. With the best of intentions, he did a very good job passing that wisdom along to his daughters. I inContinue reading “Kindness Does Not Equal Weakness”
I will always miss you…..
My Mom was there for my first breath and I was there for her last. Four years ago today I had to say goodbye to my Mom, my best friend and my partner in crime. I dedicate today’s Blog to her. The strongest woman I know and it might surprise you why I say that.Continue reading “I will always miss you…..”
A Three Hour Cruise
My Dad loved deep sea fishing. He lived for that time of year when every Sunday night he kissed us goodbye, packed up his peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that we had spent the last hour making and drove off into the sunset with all his fishing poles. These fishing trips were overnight trips thatContinue reading “A Three Hour Cruise”