Sometimes a wound cuts so deep that it is almost impossible to not allow it to paint your perspective. What would otherwise be a day full of sunshine, suddenly turns the slightest bit grey and a little bit bleak. It's not that you don't feel the happiness or relish in the gifts that you've been... Continue Reading →
The Five Bullshit Stages of Grief
Yeah, that's right. I said it. Grief is bullshit. So sue me. DENIAL. ANGER. BARGAINING. DEPRESSION. ACCEPTANCE. And it's a choose your own adventure situation...only you don't have any real choice in the matter. You think you get to pick what order the stages go in or whether or not (and how often) you'll be... Continue Reading →
The Little Black Dress I Loathe
Some of you already know. Some of you have recently had the unfortunate occasion that required you to pull that dusty old little black dress out of the back of your closet. I dug mine out at 530 this morning. Mine has a little shine to it. It's really more silver than black and I... Continue Reading →
They Went for a Walk
It was an unseasonably warm February morning in Indiana. Because of a scheduled snow day, two teenage girls, best friends in fact, had a wide open day in front of them. The world was theirs for the taking. How would they spend their day? Would they continue their painting project from the night before. Find... Continue Reading →
Helped People, Help People
We've all heard the phrase, "Hurt people, hurt people." It's true and I've been on both sides of that proverbial coin. I'm sure we all have. I have a soft spot for the broken, the hurting, the marginalized...the underdog. And I guess that's because I can identify on some level. ...that time I took "underdog"... Continue Reading →
A Dog’s Love
Y'all, I am not sure if I can get through this one but I am gonna try. Every so often, I'll get a photo from my ex of my dog, Cassie. She's 12 now and, by the looks of it, doing pretty great. Does it break my heart to get these rare insights into Cassie's... Continue Reading →
SAAM I Am
April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month (SAAM). And now you understand my title 'typo'. When we live in a world where we don't feel obligated to write about these topics, I will finally be able to rest easy. Until then, it is a worthy cross to bear. Today I made a connection on LinkedIn. I've... Continue Reading →