We have collectively weathered some dark days. I know I have. I joke around that I’m a sunny curmudgeon as I’m a New Yorker who lived in California for a decade (not all consecutively). I have a New York vibe that is just a bit off-kilter. I’m an […]
I have come to dislike when people referred to me as superwoman or supermom. For I am neither. I’ve done what I can. I’ve tried my best. Let me backtrack . There was a time when I did buy into the superwoman label. I was doing it all. […]
Everything smelled, looked, and felt as battered as they were. They had come through the storm. But there was no turning back. Mother nature just reinforced what had been percolating and brewing for some time. The lid was blown off and now all was exposed.
A reckoning A collision A shock to the system None of it unexpected Go ahead and shed those tears Drowning in the pain Throw the bucket out Let the room flood Then it’ll eventually recede
I have a tween boy. That means moodiness is his thing now. He corrected me the other day to note it wasn’t moodiness but instead annoyance. Yikes. Understood. With that said, he’s very sweet and has a gentle, caring predisposition. His friend was recently diagnosed with a disease. […]
A well-developed sense of humor is the pole that adds balance to your step as you walk the tightrope of life.” William A Ward I love to laugh. I often note my love of laughter as it is a dominant feature in how people describe me. I bring light. […]
I Think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.” Robin Williams Why do I laugh so much, many ask me. Why? Otherwise, I’d be crying. That’s my answer, […]
In a world filled with distractions it may at times be hard to hone in on what makes you- you. What gives you a spark in life? What will push you to the next level? After being told for weeks that I needed yo do so, I finally […]
Back when I lived in Los Angeles, I was driven batty every day by a noise. A melody. A rhythm. Everyday the ice cream truck passed by at least twice a day. And, it always blared that ice cream tune. Boy did I want to tune it out. […]
It was meant to be a fun night out. Everything glowed. Even she glowed. Her makeup was impeccable. She had cause to be happy. She glowed. But she felt like one of those beautiful pods before her. It was all fake. She was a beautiful fake pod herself. […]
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