STOP
1. STOP believing words over actions. Watch what they do now. Not what they say. Titles lie. Mouths perform. Patterns don’t. Lesson: Less talking. More doing. 2. STOP accepting one-way anything. You are not an ATM. People can’t just withdraw. Lopsided is exhausting. Effort flows both ways. Lesson: Reciprocity matters. 3. STOP wanting it more...
To Feel It All
To feel seen— Not for who they expect, But for who I am. Masks off. Labels dropped. Me—just me. To feel alive— Goosebumps popping, energy surging. Heart racing, breath catching. A dream-catcher swinging wide, Grabbing every wild, messy, hell-yes possibility. To feel free— Not just free from, but free to. Free to move, to want...
It Ain’t Right!
Beauty sleep, they say…what a bunch of hogwash! It is the most miserable time of my day, tossing and turning all night. I have tried it all – melatonin, special gummies, Zquil, meditation – to no avail. I have officially hit rock bottom, how you ask? I may have posted on a chat group,‘HELP- Desperate...
Curated
The Rest Of The Story – Part I Social media stresses me out—the Father’s Day posts elevated my blood pressure. ‘You are the best; thanks for all you do; you are always there for me.’ It’s sweet, but isn’t that the gig? To provide cheer, support, wipe noses, etc. But that’s neither here nor there. ...
The F*ckery of Fake Feminism: It’s Time for Real Sisterhood
Ugh, the “girl power” movement? Sometimes, it feels like a steaming pile of BS. Don’t get me twisted; I’m all about women supporting women. But lately, I’ve been seeing a dark side – a performative one – that makes my skin crawl. That curated Instagram feeds overflowing with inspirational quotes and #womensupportingwomen hashtags often mask...
Wounded Bird
“Bravo,” I murmured, the word laced with something darker; that’s when it hit me – the sheer depth of the manipulation. It started subtly – the endless woes, the constant need for sympathy. My gut had sensed something was off months ago, a nagging inconsistency underlying the never-ending pity party. When the truth finally clicked,...
EulogyNOW-Say IT
The Service Justice Ryan Jennings 1997-2019 We gather in the waiting family area, preparing for the somber walk to the chapel. There’s an air of formality and politeness that feels stifling. The pastor says something that sets me on edge. I want to lash out, ‘Who the fuck are you? You didn’t even know him,’...
I Love You
The doorbell rings, and my attempts to reach the front door ahead of our black lab Bruno fail. Settle down, boy; it’s not for you. My words do not do the trick; Bruno is going nuts with excitement. I crack the door open, and Jack backs up. Bruno is intimidating. Jack Jack is a twenty-something...
Shine Theory
A Zest For Life When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, so the saying goes. So, what’s a girl to do when bushels of lemons keep showing up? For this girl, it means hair up, messy bun, yoga pants, and getting to work on squeezing the bejesus out of the lemons with gusto. Honestly, who...
Hallmark Moments
My Tribe I am a gypsy, moving to unfamiliar places every few years. For some, this might be daunting, but to me, it is exhilarating as I welcome and thrive in the unknown. It helps that the universe always steers and places me in the path of the most incredible women. What starts as a...
