“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.” by Sylvia Plath This quote keeps running through my head. It was on my mind as I shut my eyes to sleep and on my mind again as I awoke this morning. When I shut my eyes…
I went to a funeral today. It has been years since I set foot in a cemetery. There is something about so much earth dotted by man-made stones that unsettles me. Don’t get me wrong, I know they serve a purpose, a place more for the living than for the dead. A place where pain and…
I wasn’t easy to raise. I was oblivious, absent minded, dangerously curious, and constantly getting into things. I hear the stories everytime the family gathers and wonder, “who the heck are they talking about?” My brother likens me to the female Dennis the Menace. I often think my mom must really be Beverly Cleary because the Romona…
This is teacher appreciation week and even though I no longer have to sit in a classroom and adhere to all the class rules, I still think about those days and reflect on all the learning I did. All my teachers taught me some pretty important things and none of them were found in the…
Several years ago the most amazing person caught my eye. I remember the first time I ever saw him, dressed in black and ready to dance. Being a person who struggled with my weight my whole adult life and finally garnering the courage to flaunt my pounds in a public gym, I was immediately drawn…
Many years ago I embarked on an excursion. I didn’t understand it at the time because I was much too young to remember it but that is where it starts for everyone. We are born into a journey. Many of us start out with someone showing us how to navigate the road set before us,…
I met this boy very, very briefly one night. It was a chance encounter because I was accompanying a friend to see a play another friend was in and ended up meeting this boy who, as you will read, became one of my favorite friends. I remember shaking the boy’s hand, saying “Hi, nice to meet…
My brain has a bad habit of withholding information from my heart. It has developed a severe superiority complex and doesn’t like to ask for help. My heart and mind are supposed to be a team, work together, solve problems, to create a more stable me. I have known they haven’t been getting along for…
Woke up looking for myself AGAIN. I could feel reality playing hide-n-seek in my mind AGAIN. Desperately trying to find any evidence I had been there, a trail, breadcrumbs, anything AGAIN. A clue that might help me find my confidence before the insecurities, in this absence of reality, come out and play and run rampant AGAIN. I jump in the shower because…
FORGET the fact that although I planned to run this morning my sleepy eyes had other ideas. FORGET the fact that I couldn’t find anything to wear to work because sleeping in is ruining my running efforts. FORGET the fact that I couldn’t find my makeup to hide the stress bumps on my face (yea…
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