On loving a mirror

My endeavor in this blog has always been to ask hard questions of myself, life, God, others. In that, I have tried my very best to be truthful. There have been times in the past when I was being truthful, but it didn’t feel like it. Some people bring that out of me more than … Continue reading →

Un-woke

There are times I wish I could un-know things, knowing things is such a burden. There are times I wish I could un-see things, like someone’s humanity, seeing souls is such a heavy thing. There is self righteousness in that I know- that need to correct, to feel that I need to (and can) enlighten. … Continue reading →

“Except when they don’t, because sometimes they won’t.”

Yesterday was my son’s first birthday party. I was surprised how emotional I was about the day and the party, how sensitive I was. My mother tends to be on the bossy side when we’re around people. She kept telling me to leave my son alone and let him do things on his own. When … Continue reading →

What I’m for

This blog has become a place to blow of steam. I tend to write an awful lot more when I am in some kind of emotional upheaval. Again and again, I find myself writing about the negatives and the criticisms. Well, that’s getting a little depressing and I have a ton to be thankful for … Continue reading →

My New Bundle of Joy

Our sweet baby boy was born at home on Sept 22nd at 2:23am after nearly 15 hours of labor. Everyone is happy and well. We were able to continue with the birth as planned, at home and totally natural. Things were a little worrisome right toward the end, but Baby and I got the job … Continue reading →

Challenge: A Letter

It’s interestingly hollow to find out that you’ve been right all along. There is elation and little sad regret that you’d ever doubted yourself. Mostly though, there’s a twinge that the puzzle is over. But at the same time you realize, there never was a puzzle at all, was there? Just a length of time … Continue reading →

Letters

Letters. About my drive today. Three hours first one wide Awake. Know I’m Alive. Too much for comfort But the second hour Bawling, not for a second reign it in. Not hiding Behind anything, not for a second. And all Cried out and Papa Roach Cemented my mind, I’m going to Cut myself out of … Continue reading →