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Holidays at home with little ones means super secrets, high anticipation, late nights, big messes, bigger food and lots of opportunities to make memories. It always goes by…
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Holidays at home with little ones means super secrets, high anticipation, late nights, big messes, bigger food and lots of opportunities to make memories. It always goes by…

So, I’ve been missing poetry in my life, or more like, missing the poetry of life. I used to get my fill by watching period pieces (think Jane…

Wow, I just looked at my home page and it started off with two very yucky titles: The dark dog of exhaustion and the deep suck of depression……

I love to watch my kids sleep. I enjoy this for many reasons; to witness a state of deep relaxation, to observe their sweet features, and to know…
I’ve been around depressed people. You can feel it. It’s like they have more gravity, and their energy pulls on you. It makes you want to run away,…

I’ve got no idea what to write today, so perhaps it is time to feed my mind some new questions to chew on. Such as; What can I…

If you’ve ever had a panic attack, you know what the physical “flight or fight response” feels like. The rapid heart rate, dark, narrow vision and focused, simplified…
Ever notice when you are stressed, and adrenaline swims through you like a incessant espresso drip, how you tend to abbreviate incoming information just to keep going? I…

I wonder the purpose of shame. In this internet-serviced world, shamings are “done” to public figures routinely. What is interesting to me, is how so many of these…

I’ve recently seen a very interesting, thought provoking, yet wildly violent and dystopian movie, and I’m not sure that was a good idea. Like many people, I’m pretty…
When I was engaged, I remember serving a pair of mafia girlfriends and their partners in my section. “What is the difference between a girlfriend and a wife?”…

The last few weeks, my daughter has been pointing out to me that my belly is “big.” And it is. It is also much rounder than my garden…