Life. We have no way to predict what it does or what it wants to do. Case in point: this week started with some major upheavals at home. All couples go through things, we aren’t any different. Then a routine annual led to an ultrasound led to bloodwork led to surgery. A man I have …
This past ten days has been very difficult and I am right back where I was nearly a year ago. I’ve made a solid mess of things in my desire to avoid my grief and repress my real feelings about life and pretending to be something I’m not has gotten me in the middle of …
Maybe if I had written more about how things really were. Or listened to the pain I had written of here, this would not have happened. Things would still be bright and clean. If lie upon lie didn’t stack up until they toppled maybe we’d have found ways to crawl out of this and be …
It’s been a while. The news and moving and keeping track of a wild kid has me busier than I like to be. But I’ll try to get back here. In the meanwhile: happy Independence Day.
Who knew buying a house would be so busy. I guess we did. It was a whirlwind. I look back to this past winter when we sat in our rental, the neighbor’s music pounding against our walls as he ran his stairs, I assume for excersise, or smoked whatever that was on the back patio, …
She was talking about the shipments, not paying attention to him. When his hand touched hers, and he pulled her in, she forgot what she’d been saying. His lips touched hers and she crashed; undone by the soft, unspoken promise on them. It was a brief reminder that the spark was still alive and he …
The door was open and there was a lightness to the room that felt off. Not s brightness. Not light streaming in through the open door. A lack of weight. A missing substance. Something was not where it was supposed to be. And the door was open.
I didn’t do the best job chronicling my derby career. I would post highlights here and there but nothing significantly important or consistent. This year I am turning a page and beginning to officiate. It was not an easy decision to make. There were multiple factors and I think the choice was the right one. …
I wrote up a post yesterday but it was mean and pointed fingers. I am genuinely struggling to understand why I do not get along with people lately. It’s not my usual. I think I have to accept that the older I get, the less tolerant of bullshit I’ve become. And there is a lot …
“you probably think this song is about you” But it isn’t. So get off my emotional lawn and quit taking every thing I say or do personally.
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 