I am a New Yorker. I am sunshine with a mix of dark. I’m a born curmudgeon but am often described as having a sunny personality. I don’t know how that happened. Nonetheless, I speak curmudgeon. I’m quite fluent in it. Thus, trust me when I tell you […]
Many years ago I had a work colleague who constantly noted that one had to trust the process. This colleague so greatly believed in that perspective that their wall had posters encouraging others to similarly believe such perspectives. It annoyed me to no end. Why should I trust […]
Trepidation Been burned before Happiness turned to feelings of betrayal Joyfulness not everafter To trust again To build up anew A bloody pinprick Scarred up tissue No blindfolds this time No unwavering trust No gullible facades No more your crooked fingers But movement forward But thawed out veins […]
Despite your trepidation you enter the fray Despite your gut you say that it is ok Despite knowing its wrong you believe that it is right You fool yourself into thinking you can go though with it all But it ain’t ok It isn’t meant to be […]
There is a time when all anxiety is stripped from your core. Or rather, there are a few times when that anxiety is stripped. I am one of those odd extroverted introverts. Which means that I am shy but I can put on a good show. I […]
Thee last 6 weeks (or even more than that) have been ones where I was constantly doing something. I packed up and sold a house, moved into an apartment, had three weeks of back to back business trips, got a major rash from a centipede bite that […]
Many years ago, I was watching Sesame Street with my son and I got a huge chuckle out of a segment called there’s an app for that which focused on a IPOGO app that replaces the good old pogostick. It was taking on the obsession with […]
My awesome dog Winston is a very sweet dog. With humans, that is. When we first saw him in the shelter, he was super chill. Very chill. Then he got comfortable and territorial. We love him and adore him regardless of how often he barked at dogs walking […]
We all have many ways by which we self-identify. We can be a mother, spouse, teacher, a New Yorker, psychologist, executive, hiker, fur-baby mama and so forth. There are numerous possibilities. There are some self-descriptors that are constant across situations and then there some by which […]
A bit of whimsy is a true delight in one’s life. I am a firm believer in whimsy. The word whimsy has been around for over four hundred years at least. But I do not feel that we use it enough. Nor do we live it enough. […]
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