The Gifts That Don’t Keep Giving

Let me tell you something I've learned. He may buy you really great presents but is he giving you the gift of speaking your language? Yeah folks. I am talking about the ol' love languages. This is not specifically about the book or the concept but it did just occur to me that what I... Continue Reading →

Moving….Again

Photo by Karolina Grabowska on Pexels.com Whelp, it's been a little over a year so, wouldn't you know it - it's time to turn my whole life upside down and move...again. This is old hat for me. I've moved 13 times in 15 years. But this time is different. They're all different but this is... 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 →

It’s Not Me, It’s You

Or, that time my best friend broke up with me. Photo Credit At 30-something, it had become difficult to make new friends. Or rather, it had become difficult to forge meaningful and lasting friendships. I had a job that required a change of scenery every two years and by change of scenery, I mean a... Continue Reading →

Lost in Translation

AKA Three Milk Cake I am excited about this one. Not because I necessarily think I will knock it out of the park with my wit and humor but because it makes me smile and reflect fondly on the little quirks possessed by the people I care about. Speaking of quirks, I've got a lot... Continue Reading →

Seeing the Signs

Life is busy and I'll be honest, I may have overextended myself. Turns out, rediscovering yourself, exploring hidden talents, and following your dreams can be pretty exhausting. Throw in birthday celebrations (how did five million of my family and friends all pop out their momma's you-know-hoosie in the spring? Must have been something in the... Continue Reading →

Death and Exotic Dancing

I bet you're wondering where this is going. I bet it's also not at all headed in the direction you think. He told me he wished I had died. In a fury of text messages after telling him there was no possible way he could actually be in love with me - that it was... Continue Reading →

Cupid…over 40

It just hits a little different. Technically, we are still newlyweds. Old (ish) fools at a new game, as it were. I think there are rules for your first Valentine's Day as a married couple and they involve googly eyes, chocolates, champagne...the works. But, as we know, rules are meant to be broken. We decided... Continue Reading →

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