A Tale Of Two Shoes

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. At least, that’s what they tell me. Of course I can’t remember because I was drunk most of the time. Wait…….what?! Yep. You read that right. So, it turns out, I’m an alcoholic. I know…shocked the hell outta me too. What’s that you… Continue reading A Tale Of Two Shoes

Autumn’s Bloom

    It dawned on me a few days ago that, to me, fall feels very much like a time of renewal and beginnnings, particularly this year.  Spring has been a very dark season for me for years; there’s some type of body memory linked to my depression that sends me spiraling down during a… Continue reading Autumn’s Bloom

Panic at the Disco

I peopled this weekend. I’ll pause for a moment to let you all bask in the nimbus of my magnificence. ***** I am a solitary creature, boosted and energized and filled by alone time.  Something odd has been happening to me recently, however. I’ve been feeling the need, the desire even, to go outside.  Where… Continue reading Panic at the Disco

The Gratitude in Our Scars

(This post contains a somewhat graphically bloody photograph.  If blood bothers you, you may want to skip it. If you’re too curious to skip it, pretend it’s facepaint.) One of the great… Source: The Gratitude in Our Scars

The Gratitude in Our Scars

(This post contains a somewhat graphically bloody photograph.  If blood bothers you, you may want to skip it. If you’re too curious to skip it, pretend it’s facepaint.) One of the great joys of having your adult children come home for visits is simply observing them.  Now before you start labeling me, be aware that over… Continue reading The Gratitude in Our Scars

Backstory

  I posted this on Facebook in June of 2015.  Thought I’d share it again here just to tell a bit of my story… This is going to be a departure from my usual (infrequent) posts: dogs, kids, reposts, etc. It’s a bit long, so if you’re the type who has a short atten—–SQUIRREL!!!! —–… Continue reading Backstory