You Can’t Get to Heaven without E-van

I saw a poem on Facebook this morning, and I posted it to the Husband's timeline, because it has never felt like a more accurate description. "...To be loved like a poet loves words..." My God, I feel like every time I write a poem it's some sort of vocabularian masturbation. Word whacking aside, this... Continue Reading →

Even the Smallest Candle Burns Brighter in the Dark

Good morning! It's 4:24 AM, and I've been up for almost an hour. I went to bed at 1. I have typed and retyped something about 50 times. My mind argues with everything I do or don't do. Imagery of my brain 's current functionality: So, everything is essentially both at the same time. I... Continue Reading →

Wiping Blessings Off the Floor

In the face of death and tragedy, it is normal to cling to the idea of life, joy, and happiness.  The problem arises, though, because most people do not want to accept that none of these things can be held on to. It is an awful and sobering reality to see people merely going to... Continue Reading →

I take breaks from thinking

So I can listen to the crickets better on a chilly night.  So I can stop listening to the rumination that is as effective and draining as punching water to smooth it.  So I can remind myself that I have yet to think my way out of a single problem  So I can appreciate the... Continue Reading →

I Am Michael Buble’s Overwhelmed O-Ring

I played Wax Tailor's version of How I Feel for my friend the other day, and she played the Michael Bublé version for me in response.  Both versions me into a beautifully relaxing, appreciative realm for all things within this crazy thing called life.     I have been sitting here for hours trying to get my thoughts... Continue Reading →

Remembering to be Thankful

Like most millennials, I destroyed the napkin industry, Applebees, and I remember 9/11 in detail.  For me, I was in college, sleeping off an all nighter...of drinking, I'm sure.  My uncle called me and told me to turn on the TV.  I was so confused, hungover, and I turned on the TV to watch the... Continue Reading →

Blog News!

I hit 200 followers! Woo!  I remember when I got my first follower I was blown away.  A complete stranger had read my ramblings and wanted more.  Now 200 complete strangers (some of which have become friends, sisters, and huge sources of inspiration) have followed me.  I'm humbled and eternally grateful. While I was on... Continue Reading →

It’s the little things

I'm not going to lie, I'm hitting a weird wall the last few days. It's likely depression, and I'm trying to approach it better than the bury-head-in-sand ignore it approach or the move constantly so it won't catch you approach.  I wrote to myself today, all day: "I know I'm Not okay, and that's okay."... Continue Reading →

One Mom’s Itchy Butt #15

The first week of summer has concluded, and I am fucking exhausted.  It's not that I did a lot - I didn't.  I can't.  Normally, the kids are in summer camp, but I am on disability, and $2,000/month (Yes, really, and that's cheap) is just not feasible.  I cannot go back to work yet, because... Continue Reading →

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