It’s April 6th. April 6th. The first day of spring was March 20. Two and a half weeks ago spring began in the Northern Hemisphere. And that is where the lies began. Because spring did not begin here, it didn’t even hint at starting here. Right now, spring is cowering under the giant bully of winter, powerless to make show […]
This morning, my daughter came out of the house and said, “Why aren’t we taking the Camaro?” My response: “Because I am drinking my coffee.” Yes. That’s how I decide which vehicle to drive; whether or not I have a cup of coffee in hand and whether or not I want to drink said coffee out of the mug it […]
This was my horoscope yesterday: Your prediction for Sunday, Jul 2, 2017 is: Avoid being obstinate in dealing with others today especially over spiritual or religious views; compromise. Turmoil is also possible in relationships if you try to impose your will on others. You may just need to take a walk or do something different than you are used to. […]
Someone once told me, in what could be a sanity-saving conversation, that you choose your own parents. As in, pre-incarnate, you choose who you are going to be born to. This isn’t a conscious choice you remember once born, like, you pop out and go, “hey! How’s it going? I picked you as my parents because I have all these […]
I had a plan for the day, for the week actually. I was going to get shit done. I was going to write, I was going to clean my house and plan some meals and get some groceries so I could actually cook for my kids. Hell, I was even going to build a deck. And then my plans went […]
Just as I sat down to write this post, my most favorite male singing voice of all-time cut through my thoughts to tell me that, “To be yourself is all that you can do.” Was it more than he could do? Was being himself, being Chris Cornell, the man who wrote those lyrics, whose voice will be forever stuck in my head because I’ve never heard another like it, too much? It’s not up to me to wonder. It’s not up to me to make assumptions about why or how he died. I really didn’t know the guy. All I knew was his voice, his songs, from the time Black Hole Sun was being played at bush parties in highschool, to when I had every single word of his debut Audioslave album memorized, to now, when I find myself crying because a man I didn’t know, who had no idea who the hell I am, has died. “Drown me slowly,” that’s what I hear now. Maybe that is more appropriate for the occasion, maybe those lyrics are easier to handle right now while I’m trying to understand why my heart is breaking for someone I did not know but who touched me so deeply. The world has lost an incredible voice, and what’s worse, the articles are declaring it suicide. Suicide. This man, whose songs could cut straight to your heart, felt the only way to continue on was to not. I mean, isn’t that […]
Yesterday I wrote a post in response to an intensely hateful meme that showed up on my news feed. I’m not going to get into the details of it, for you can read it HERE, however, I would like to continue the conversation, now that my blood has cooled from a boil to a simmer and the adrenaline is no […]
Today, I happened upon a very ignorant post on my Facebook feed. And I mean that in the most literal of terms: it was uninformed, uneducated, and completely oblivious to actual facts (not to mention close-minded, hurtful, fear-mongering and racist). And you know what came into my mind, after my initial feelings of disappointment (in the person sharing the post, […]
“What would you do if I weren’t here?” That is what my husband asks me as he stares at the tower of containers of old/expired leftovers I left on the counter for him. “Well, obviously I’d throw them away,” I reply. “But you’re here, so I don’t have to.” I grin. He shakes his head, hiding a smile, and I know I’ve won. […]
Writing. (Or if you are an artist, a creative of any kind, go ahead and input whatever it is you’re trying to make into a career: painting, acting, crafting, drafting, scrapbooking. I’m sure you can relate.) It’s hard on the ego. It’s hard on the emotions. It’s hard on the person. It’s honestly one of the hardest, most depressing, difficult, […]
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