As summer comes to a close and my favorite season rounds the corner, I can’t help but feel excited to trade the hot days, for cool nights, lemonades for pumpkin spice lattes and bright green leaves for rusty harvest colored ones. I hope you all had fun filled summers, with brilliant memories made and maybe a chance…
Category: Grief
Yesterday is a Closing Door
Shattered. Like you’ve never been before. The life you knew, in a thousand pieces on the floor. And words fall short in times like these, But this world drives you to your knees. You think you’re never gonna get back, To the you that you used to be. Tell your heart to beat again,…
#writeoutside
Have any writers out there found some inspiration from getting outdoors? Now that I live in the mountains, I find there are many scenic places to stop and pull out a pencil and notebook ( as I always have one on hand). But sometimes, it’s just about carving out time to write and soak in…
Doctors Orders…
My last primary care physician would always start his exam with a question…. “What are you doing for yourself today, just for you, that makes you happy?” It’s such an easy question, but frightening how hard it was to answer sometimes. Life throws us into the daily grind of schedules, errands and to-do lists….
Endings-An off the cuff catharsis
I hate endings –any kind of endings, really. We lost our loyal dog companion of 16 years yesterday. We knew the end was near, but when it actually showed it up, it was ugly and not peaceful (as all endings should be, in my opinion). My mother’s death was ugly. Actually, there are few…
How do you wield your power?
Words may be the strongest tool given to a human being. They can be thrust hard, making another feel the piercing blow of a razor sharp blade. They can feel as soft and comforting as a down filled pillow to lay their head upon and drift off to sleep. One can speak words of…
He is Risen
Tomb, thou shalt not hold Him longer; Death is strong, but Life is stronger; Stronger than the dark, the light; Stronger than the wrong, the right….. ~Phillips Brooks, ” An Easter Carol”
Incandesce
I heard today that to evolve as a person we must be at a precipice in life. Having felt it’s gravity several times myself, I know this to be true. Life’s brevity has followed me like a shadow, shaping me into the person who runs after her dreams and goals. Neale Donald Walsch said “Life begins at…
Another Excerpt from my Memoir: Life Raft
When the morning came it would be time to go back to my reality: daily reminders of her absence, insomnia from racing thoughts, paperwork and phone calls addressing her estate, final medical bills, funeral costs, and sadness to celebrate the holiday without “Mother Christmas”. I saved those menacing thoughts for a bit of light stressing…
Road trips aren’t for wussies OR Life and death at South of the Border
* This is a funny excerpt from my memoir. Hope it makes someone laugh!* My maiden voyage to find my smile was a road trip with Tiffanie, which wound up being a comedy of errors or bad omens, however you want to look at it. Most outings with Tiff end up in a comedy of…
Scar Tissue
I’ve been working on a memoir on my journey through an ocean of grief, and how I eventually found the rising sun on the horizon. Most of the time, I have little difficulty reliving those moments. Some days, depending on what chapter of my life I’m writing about, it makes me moody or a…
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