Survival Mode

Last week I had a follow up with my internist. We were talking about the pandemic, what has happened in my life in the past year aside from the pandemic, and then we somehow got into takeout food, Twizzlers and how both of us gained five pounds.  Then the doctor...

Fortifying The Vow

Love is a choice and marriage is work.  As I’m approaching my eleventh year of marriage on April 15th, every day I wake up and set the intention in choosing love and family.  When I think about these years, so much has transpired, and yet there is still so much more...

“Navigating The Path From Heartbreak to Happiness”

I remember my first heartbreak like it was yesterday. We all do, right? The first time that someone really took your heart like a piece of glass and shattered it into little pieces that you’ve somehow manage to misplace specks of. We can all look back on our life in...

March giveth and March taketh away

If you are a superstitious soul, you know that the month of March, and particularly March 15th, is a day you may want to spend in bed, with the covers over your head…. clutching your garlic and rabbit’s foot for dear life.  It sure was a crappy day for...

POETRY

Poetry captures emotions of a time lived. Whether it be through observation, shared experience, heartache or the deepest love— poetry can move you to feel in ways that won’t allow you escape from your soul’s truth. Paper and pen have always been my safe haven. I have...

KEEPERS OF THEIR WORD

It just so happened that I found two interesting stories about Nuns and felt compelled to write about each one. Above is Sister Clare Crockett of Ireland. Down further I’ll introduce you to  Sister Cathy Cesnick of Baltimore. Each gave her life in the service of the...

Getting Past “Safe” To Get To “Amazing”

It was my birthday last week. I am officially 14 years old and I have to say, it was a pretty amazing birthday. Things that were amazing about my birthday: Of course, #1 on my list is I am grateful that my family and friends are all healthy and were able to share in...

Easter Delivery

I was twelve years old–the “space between”, uncomfortable in my own skin, deeply passionate about most everything, sensitive to a fault. It was the fall of my first year of junior high and for me, middle school carried a hope of a brighter day. I noticed bright...

Why the Return to Normal Has Me Feeling Melancholy

I am about to admit something that most people probably will not understand. I don’t want to go back to normal…the way life was.  We are now a year into this pandemic, 365+ days where nothing felt normal. Yet, I realized early on, that I have never felt more...