• Writing


    I’m scared. There. It’s out. Writer hibernation isn’t good for the soul. Or the mind.  This post is my first step in moving past the fear of losing a part of myself. Posting my fear is not a ploy to gain sympathy. It’s a form of self-therapy; a way to break through that proverbial wall I hide behind. All in all, life is good. Reminding myself how fortunate I am to be a mom, wife, friend, and daughter is a new practice I’ve acquired.  At forty-two, I’ve witnessed how abruptly circumstances can change and wallowing in the negative (that comes…

  • Writing

    Embarking on an Old Habit

    Embarking on an old habit is as daunting as beginning a new one. I feel awkward and my mouth is dry, as if it were filled with cotton and my fingers freeze as they hover over the keyboard. It’s been…

  • My Blog,  Writing

    It’s Not a Game…It’s Called Life

    Last year was a transition year. I decided to continue my college education, accepted  the evolution into my 40’s(or tried to) and reluctantly recovered from my Italy hangover. I survived 2016 and admitted to myself that transition is inevitable. It's not a game; it's called…

  • My Blog,  Writing

    Under the Influence

    Writing under the influence is probably not the wisest thing to do, but I guess that depends of who you ask. I've been home from our Italy trip for a little over two months and while I stepped back into the routine of my…

  • Motivation,  My Blog,  Self Image

    Chasing Forty

    I was not chasing forty with grace. Discontent on where I was in my life, I admitted that forty was actually the aggressor. Forty was chasing me.

  • Family,  Motherhood,  My Blog,  Parenthood


    Once upon a time, I believed.  I believed sleep lost during mid-night feedings, colic, and mysterious baby ailments would be waiting for me on the other side of toddler-hood. I believed that my long-lost minutes of sleep would be returned. Then, as each child entered their pre-teen…

  • Family,  My Blog,  Writing

    Lessons of Patience and Perfection

    Lessons of patience and perfection float between the world of routine and forgotten memories. Wispy threads of Deja vu' tickle our senses. If we are lucky, a memory stakes its claim. Battling the threadbare visions of last night’s dream leave tender scars. Lingering out of…

  • Family,  My Blog,  Uncategorized

    Butterfly Kisses

    November is upon us. The coolness settles during the early morning hours as my bare feet slip slowly from the warm blankets.  The alarm blares, the signature clinking of spoons scooping cereal reach my ears and the dogs bark for their breakfast. As I shuffle farther from my bed, a…

  • Family,  Motherhood,  My Blog,  Uncategorized

    Eye of the Storm

    I was determined to reach the eye of the storm with minimal casualties. Tension attacked my senses from every angle, leaving me rattled. A mid-afternoon sun burned through the large floor to ceiling windows. Teasing me. Warming my body and taunting me with…

  • Family,  Motherhood,  Motivation,  My Blog,  Self Image,  Uncategorized


    Reflections shimmer, showcasing the child born of a couple, married young. Loved and trusting. Her blonde hair curls softly. A cascade of ringlets, shaped by her mother’s hand. Pretty cotton dresses decorate. Shyness sits in deep brown eyes, shaded by heavy lashes. Sitting in the future…