When someone you love dies unexpectedly, it feels like a practical joke. Your brain hasn’t had time to process the loss, and so instead of going through the motions, there is a period of time where your feelings are in a state of limbo. Kind of numb, in disbelief, feeling as if at any moment, the person you lost will appear in the doorway or call you on the phone, laughing at the awesome prank they’ve pulled. Continue reading The Soul Connection
Sometimes I think about the past to remind myself just how far I’ve come, and to remind myself that I still have a long way to go. That book I have been thinking about for years, but have yet to complete. The weight I want to lose. The promise of being more in touch with family and friends. Continue reading Down Memory Lane
The point to all of this is, that every single time I’d been afraid—I was actually positioning myself to move forward. This forward momentum only worked because I had faith that it would work. I believed, every time, that what lay on the other side of fear was freedom. Continue reading The Starting Point of Faith is Fear
Georgie was hard to miss. Dark curls sitting like a crown atop his head. Eyes so brown and deep you swear they’re seeing right through you. Olive skin, a nod to his Italian heritage. You know what really attracted me though? He looked like he smelled good. I’m not kidding. He looked like he would have one of those natural scents that were jam-packed with pleasant pheromones. Continue reading Start in the Middle.
Fridays bring out the best type of weirdo in me. Continue reading TGIF Song and Dance
The migraines are new. This time they hung around for a week like a wet cough that refuses to run its course. Pounding, right in the middle of her forehead. The pain so intense that while I couldn’t feel them for myself, I could see the effects of them on her face, in her mannerisms, in the way that she just wanted to lie down in our guest room with the blackout curtains drawn and the lights out. Continue reading Dark Eyes in a Dark Room
I’ve been thinking about you a lot these past few weeks. It’s not fair that you didn’t get a chance … Continue reading 5 Weeks, 5 Days
Such an angry word for so early in the morning. Let me finish my coffee at least. Continue reading That’s Not Nice Starbucks