I used to be such a romantic, such a reach for the stars and lasso the moon type of person when it came to love. Give it all I got, all of me or nothing…. in fact all of me was not even enough, I would dig even farther to find more to give the … More Love is a battlefield, I mean a Playground.
I suck at letting relationships go. I am that girl, that girl that decides to jump off the cliff and end them, but then on the way down, I grab the ledge and hang there endlessly. Leaving me stuck somewhere between jumping and using all my power to pull myself back in to the standing … More The never ending story
Twice now, that is twice I have been nominated for an award in two months, granted it’s not the Nobel Peace Prize, it’s not the Academy Awards- but it’s damn close in this Blogger world. Okay, it’s not really close, but in my mind it’s like winning FREE ice cream for life, and that … More Read all about it
That is the question I asked six women recently from age Twenty to Seventy. Before I get to their answers, my plan is to do this every month, a new question, new answers, a glimpse of the future, a reminder of the past. I hope it will help us, Perhaps it will steer us to … More Tell me what you miss….
I believe in soul mates. I believe there are people you are meant to meet in this world. That your souls connect instantly – Far before we can judge someone on economic status, IQ, or political views. We are already bound to each other, like some cosmic connection happens that is almost out of our … More To catch a falling star
As Sally Fields once said: YOU LIKE ME, You really, really like me!!! Okay , so one fellow blogger does at least : David over at Occasional Dreams And one person admitting that they like you is okay, as my Mother always told me , “You can’t have everyone like you dear, but you can … More You like me, you really really like me
via Daily Prompt: Silence I need to leave this place I stay, where darkness beckons and loneliness plays. Where the only voice I hear is my own. This place where all my demons breed. Erupting with volcanic ash, leaving my brain to resemble the chaotic aftermath of an out of control … More The sound of silence
I sit across from ex-husband number 2 at breakfast. The waiter says ” It’s really cool that you guys get along so well”. My ex laughs and says: ” It wasn’t always like this, there was a time we couldn’t be in the same state as each other”. I say: ” And that is when … More Splattered Paint