I wanted to share the conversation I had with my 8 year old last night...He was lying in bed and started crying saying he didn’t want to grow up and he didn’t want to die. The first thing I said was that nobody said he had to grow up. His body will get bigger and... Continue Reading →
Fade In/Fade Out was playing. She grabbed my hand, then reached up and grabbed his. Ty grabbed Evan’s and we all pulled each other close. We sang every word together. It’s moments like this...where everything is too perfect for comprehension and you will your brain and heart to record every microsecond. The dimples, crinkled noses... Continue Reading →
The benefit of waking up at 5:55 on a Saturday is the house is quiet except for Vader snoring loudly next to me. I had time to remember all the things I meant to do - the biggest thing was get donations set up at local food banks. A year or two ago, I saw... Continue Reading →
“Do you want to play?” He said. There was a twinkle in his eye. I was too young to know better, and curiosity always leads to stories. It wasn’t in the happy times He visited though. It was only in the sad times. Then, He would tell me how my veins would look better suited... Continue Reading →
It always starts and ends the same. Not enough. I am not enough. It is not enough. That was not enough. It was never enough to gain the one thing I wanted, but could never quite attain. Approval, maybe. Acceptance, perhaps? Love, for sure. But, I think maybe the calming hush of everything just being... Continue Reading →
When anyone takes the time to read any of the things I write, it’s thrilling. I’ve finally gotten out of the delusion that I have to “be”, “sell”, or “do” anything outside of writing to be a writer. Similarly, I've learned I don't have to do anything more than be alive to be successfully living.... Continue Reading →
Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Today I am reminding myself I am enough and there is no more. I'm generally tired of thinking otherwise. I said to a friend today, if I were to say I believe in god, it would be music. It's the only thing that makes any bit of sense to me. I stay away from labels... Continue Reading →
Talking to you is like listening to me If I were deaf and blinded I scream and scream reality, but you sift through your illusions You are drowning deep inside the quicksands of your own timing I've shown you roses, pure and true, made in my blood and tears You chose my thorns, you silly... Continue Reading →
