The signs are always there. It just matters if your vision is clear. Low self worth, denial and hope mixed with a manipulative, abusive person makes a great…
This time of year, many a coughing, runny nosed, bleary eyed playdate shows up at the door with “seasonal allergies,” dropped off by a mom obviously desperate for…
Put down your pitch forks and delete that comment you started to type calling me a bully. Can’t we just have a mature, adult to adult conversation? I’m…
My Spanish husband has a saying: “A day’s a day.” The gist behind it is simple and straightforward enough – it’s basically just a variant on the “one…
It’s that time of year again when some disease from days past roars back into existence and everyone who has access to a website starts writing letters to…
I never liked food as a kid, except cheese and spaghetti. I never learned that it could nourish you and heal you. I never learned to plan for…
Three weeks before Text husband hints about your Mother’s Day gift. Include links to facilitate online ordering. (Note: He is not going to check your Pinterest page, “WHAT…
In the late 1990’s, I wrote a short story about a suicide club. Writing such a story demanded that I do a fair bit of research. Despite a…
I want to scream. I want to scream so loud and hard that my voice box explodes and my eyes pop out. I want to scream in such…
Many blog readers these days also happen to be blog writers. Some started reading blogs and then made the jump into writing, some needed a place to vent and found…