It’s Not a Game…It’s Called Life

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 life. Going into 2017, I wanted to be more honest with myself and […]

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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 daily life, I wrestled with indecision. My blogging came to a complete halt after my last piece, Chasing […]

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Minutes

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 years, I realized I was delusional. Cozy minutes snuggling under warm blankets until I was […]

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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 reach.  Survivors rescued from my hazy subconscious. One by one, they lay in writhing rows, begging to be saved. To […]

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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 distinct shiver travels up my spine.  An image of my younger self sinking deeper under the […]

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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 perfect, blue skies. I should be on the other side of this storm. The security […]

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Reflections

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 of this chubby cheeked toddler is a gangly middle school adolescent. Her head lowered to […]

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Riding the Waves

Riding the waves, as life evolves and the days of summer pull me along. the rushing of the rapids, threatening to toss me into unknown oblivion. the calm, steady parts, soothe my soul and calm. No matter the rhythm of the current, I sit in my imaginary tube, with my fishing pole. The line slack and quietly hanging in the […]

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