Hibernation

I am scared. There – it’s out now, in black and white. Today, I am admitting the truth of why I haven’t written lately.  Admitting my fears is not to gain sympathy from anyone, but a form of self-therapy. ~ In general, life is good. Nothing to fear in that aspect. I am a mom, […]

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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 too long since I’ve published a post and it feels strange to be back […]

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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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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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Conquering Stage Fright

Stage fright is a master of disguise that has been perfected over many centuries of existence. Quite similar to the survival of the cockroach. If not conquered it definitely multiplies and creates an infestation of disappointment. It starts small; an annoying, nagging feeling that churns deep within your gut. Whispering. Pushing. Invading. Until it takes hold of your mind.  Causing you to retreat inside […]

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