There is something so special about the time of great romance in your life. The time when you are falling in love. You are consumed with a new energy - an excitement, a purpose that you didn't have before. I didn't think anything would compare with it since. In fact, I think married couples often... Continue Reading →
Words I needed to write words
People seem to feel strongly for or against making resolutions. I feel neither. I make resolutions usually, but not because I need to to motivate myself. I do like the symbolism of turning over a new leaf - a fresh start with a fresh calendar. Last year I killed it in the working out department.... Continue Reading →
Oversharer
I used to hate that I am a sharer. I share information I receive, and can not keep a secret. I don't even like to try keeping a secret, actually. It makes me anxious. When people preface something with, "you can't tell anyone this," I am curious, but it is probably best not to tell... Continue Reading →
Harboring thoughts
Do you ever wonder what happens to your thoughts that you never release? I think they stay inside of you and become a part of your psyche - affecting your actions and decisions and emotions and attitude.For me, writing is my release - I write and set free those thoughts that were captive in my... Continue Reading →
5 year blogiversary
This week marked my five year blogging anniversary. In five years, I have chronicled my life through all of it's changes - we bought a house, received a handful of nieces, had a beautiful son and are days away from a second one. I have switched jobs and subsequently retired. All while keeping record of... Continue Reading →
boring
I went to a seminar today. I know: seminars; gross. But I did get to see this video there: http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/l-gQLqv9f4o&source=udsIt is a very fitting time. I started reading a memoir about a girl who got pregnant young and it turned her world upside down. I read it in bed last night, tears streaming down my cheeks... Continue Reading →
dream in my pocket
A few months ago, a friend of mine sent me this. She knows that I have always dreamed of being a writer. And she knows that like most dreams, it gets shoved behind daily tasks and my job and my relationships. It ends up dead last in my priorities, even though at one point in... Continue Reading →
white elephant
What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. ~Ecclesiastes 1:9There is nothing new on this blog. Nearly two years ago, while unemployed, I made this blog. I had a lot of time between employers not calling me and walking the dog. I... Continue Reading →