08/21 - I've been in 5 states in the last two and a half weeks, and I'm beat! Like, cannot get enough sleep and haven't had to take a sleep aid in a week kinda tired! I started this post before my recent trip to the hospital, and I guess it should have been... Continue Reading →
My baby boy
Y'all I can't. I opened these pictures... And bawled my eyes out. I am so proud of this young man. He is about to start his senior year in high school and I am over here asking what I could give or do to make it all slow down just a little bit. Sigh, T
Lost boys.
Hate, racism, and bigotry have no place in this world, and definitely not in this country where men and women of all races, creeds, colors, nationalities fought for our freedoms, some giving their lives for it. In the heat of war and battle, when these very heroes are covered in mud, sweat, and blood, the color of skin is irrelevant.
Grief will find you, even where you least expect it.
Often after a breakup or loss, the pain is so intense it leaves you feeling so low, wondering if you can even go on. Like there is an actual hole in your core and all that exists there is an abyss of pain. As we get older and suffer losses, we come to expect the usual... Continue Reading →
Mental health issues have nothing to do with your character.
I used to say "there is a design in my flaws" instead of "there is a flaw in my design" and it is true. In fact, those who fight the battles of mental health issues every day have way more depth in character and understanding than most. My chemistry is fucked, but I am learning and growing... Continue Reading →
Tattooed, for my pleasure.
I get that tattoos are not everyone's thing. I know for ages they have been frowned upon by the masses. People with tats have been hit with stereotypes like a one-two combo. They have been judged and pigeonholed. Especially women. All I can say to anyone who brings the stones my way is to make... Continue Reading →
In your t-shirt.
Sleeping in your shirt brings me a relaxed, yet heightened state of desire. The scent swirling my mind into the memory of things you've done to my body. Coupled with the sense of comfort and safety that your arms bear, I wake with the craving of your skin on mine. Reaching out and feeling... Continue Reading →
I mean, have you ever been face to brain, with a brain?
Someone asked me if I thought I would run out of things to write about or say. After I laughed one of those really deep belly laughs, I thought about it. My problem is not running out of things to say, I doubt it ever will be. However you never know, some writers have been... Continue Reading →
No matter their age, they will always be your baby. **sigh**
This morning my not-so-little boy is having his wisdom teeth pulled. It is a routine and fairly simple procedure, but the teeth are still in the jaw so it is considered oral surgery. As I watch him sleeping before leaving for work this morning, I still see my baby. I see the little guy with... Continue Reading →