The final straw…

So, there could have been a lot of things that spurred a change in my behaviors. My father had serious heart problems, a massive heart attack at 54 (quadruple bypass and a valve replacement) and passed away at 63. That could do it. But it doesn't. My brother recently suffered a mild heart-attack at 57. He lives near me. I see the changes he's making. Maybe it should be that. All these wake up calls. But it wasn't. It was something much simpler, much more vane. A tennis bracelet. My wrist is so thick, I cannot wear my tennis bracelet. I can't wear any bracelets.

Sisterhood…

You can't make a new, old friend. I don't know who the first person was to say that, but there is so much truth in those words. I didn't fully understand the meaning behind these words until I moved. It was not difficult to leave behind our former home, the security of knowing how to …

My happy place…

The Writing Room I am back home after a week on the road in Houston. I was tired yesterday after working, waiting on the plane and actually flying home. Once home I spent a little time with Frank and Kenzie, changed into my night clothes and then watched some mindless TV until I fell asleep …

Tap, tap, tap

Have you ever gone to bed just fine, and then woke up with a burning idea that just won't leave you be? I cannot be the only one. I have a handful of instances where this has happened in my life. If you've read my writings for any length of time, you might have heard …

No “right” way…

*warning* topics explored below may be triggering for some (crisis, trauma, faith crisis, CPTSD, etc.) Having come through my own faith crisis over the years, I have learned one thing, not to be judgy of others. When I'm in writing mode, I have a pretty regular morning routine. I wake, grab coffee (though that's sorely …

Simple pleasures…

Yesterday was a good day. Equal parts family time, project time, and nap time. I do love me some weekend time. My daughter had her oil changed and tires rotated on Friday and my husband took her to pick up her car towards the end of the day. She drove it home an realized there …

Running on empty…

I have felt run into the ground lately. Tired. Unenergetic. Apathetic. I thought at first it was just a season of busy, which it is, in part, but more than that it's being out of balance. That happens to me when I am focused on one aspect of my brain over the other for long …