Category: Being Me
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My Little Princess
I’ve been away from writing for the last three weeks, and so much has happened. This space feels too small to unpack it all, but I want to share one special milestone from the past week—my little princess turned five. I call her my princess for two very specific reasons. The first reason stems from…
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Just ‘cuz you lived yesterday…
A thought that popped up in my mind when I was working on keeping myself distracted from my thoughts this last week was this. Often, we find ourselves trapped in the cycle of simply existing. We go through the motions, ticking off to-do lists, reacting to the demands of life, and before we know it,…
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Perspective
“Just because you’re right, I don’t have to be wrong.” — Wayne Dyer How many times have we felt the need to prove our point in a conversation – as if being “right” gives us more value? It’s almost instinctive – to defend our perspective. We tend to enter conversations like battlegrounds, forgetting that both…
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The Unfriendly Emotions
I’ve always despised writing when I was hurting or angry. Sometimes, I’ve given in to the urge and written anyway, but I choose to never read what I wrote or even look in that direction again. When I remember or think of what I wrote in those emotional moments, it disgusts me that I could…
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Till We Meet Again
Today, I’ve decided to write about my relationship with the concept of death and how it seems to have changed as I’ve aged. When I was a few months short of 10 years, I woke up one morning (before the sun) abruptly, to a dream I’d had of my grandfather (on my father’s side). It…
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Are You My Sister?
I’ve lived most of my life wishing I’d had a sister. Unlike my kids, I did not have the courage to tell my parents this and anyway, it wasn’t them who made the decisions right? If God had wanted me to have a sister, He would have made it happen. Well into my adulthood, all…
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When I started…
When I started writing last year, I remember being in a very different place emotionally. I was struggling. I was fighting with myself. I was in a dark place, a sad place. I knew I needed to get out, but I didn’t think I ever would. I knew I wanted to be happier, more content…
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When Bad Days Turn Around
You know when you have those terrible days, when nothing goes your way, and everyone you meet is just trying to put you in your place? When you miss a good human interaction, and you wonder what the world has come down to where the only people left behind are the ones with a nasty…
Surviving The Noise 