Learning To Love Again

Ok… so can I just be incredibly honest right now?  When Downton Abbey ended last year, I was devastated.   Crushed.  Left for dead.

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On the off chance you forgot about my epic meltdown, here is the link to the post where I PLEADED for them to continue.  Please Don’t Go

For 6 years I chose to Immerse my whole being into the Crawley’s and their loyal servants each and every Sunday night.  Continue reading

Born To Stand Out

I didn’t chose the Ginger life, the Ginger life chose me.

Growing up, having red hair was one little Nuance I could have lived without. It constantly brought attention to me, and people were forever touching my hair and “Oooing” and “Ahhing” over me.

I was absolutly miserable. Continue reading

My Own Book

Albert Einstein once wrote, “There comes a  point in your life when you need to stop reading other people’s books and write your own.”

We love seeking advice from folks. Especially if they have tackled something we haven’t yet.

“How was the new restaurant in town?”
“Is that new Tom Cruise movie worth seeing”
“What are your thoughts on the new Oreo flavor?”

We listen. We read. And we Ruminate over the responses we receive. Then ultimately, we base our own opinions off the opinions of others. We fail to experience for ourselves what is truly out there. Continue reading

Irreplaceable

“What is wrong with you????”

This was the question thrown at me today at lunch when someone found out I was a 42 year old single woman.  When I told them I had never been married and didn’t have any prospects, they reacted as though I had just told them I ate small children for breakfast. Continue reading

Using My Time

Have you ever been so inspired and moved by something, that it simply leaks from every fiber of your being?  You have been so changed and touched, that you just have to share?

A year ago, I embarked on a journey that has forever changed me.  Looking back, I don’t even recognize the me from a year ago.  As a writer, words are my lifeline. Sometimes writing is the only way I can adequately express myself. Continue reading

Fa La La….Bah Humbug

“It’s the most WONDERFUL time of the year……”

Oh how I wish I could sing that song with the meaning it is intended. Instead I find myself in the same old Conundrum I face each and every December:

I love Jesus….but I LOATHE Christmas. (I totally stole that statement from a Facebook friend yesterday)

Christmas brings forth all kinds of feelings in me, and sadly, none of them are jolly. Stress, anxiety, regret, bitterness, and loneliness all seem to rear their ugly heads each and every year, beginning around Halloween. Continue reading

Adulting: It is Overrated

Adulting is hard.

Can I get an Amen?

There are days I sit at my desk and I think to myself, “I wish I still had my Barbies to play with.” Playing with Barbie and all those friends was WAY more exciting than my life.

I mean Barbie gets up every morning with perfect body, perfect hair, and a flawless wardrobe. She gets into her spiffy little Barbie sports car….and she is off to some exotic job in the world of fashion or finance. Continue reading