Eight Years
I have been sober eight years. That is long enough that now I have to count to figure it out. How manyyears has it been? Well, how old is the …
I have been sober eight years. That is long enough that now I have to count to figure it out. How manyyears has it been? Well, how old is the …
I sit here on the couch, and I don’t know what to do. I had planned to use the pool at the nearby gym, arespite from the unrelenting heat. But …
Giving. It’s what most women are trained to do pretty much since birth. Here’s this dolly, nurture it. Here’sthis house, it’s your job to make sure it’s welcoming and clean. …
As she stares out the window, enraptured by chirping teases, Her tail swishing against the sill with absent brushing flicks, So I gaze at the yellowing images; Places I have been …
Just so you know, this is a stand-in post. It’s not a real post. I miss you and this blog like crazy right now, but I wouldn’t want to lie …
There comes a time in every job search when you start awakening with a start in the middle of the night,covered in a sheen of sweat and vague recollections of …
“What do you want to do for Christmas this year, hon?”I felt myself jump, even though I know I didn’t actually do it on the outside. We were driving home …
I’m usually in my pajamas by seven, and in bed by nine-thirty. A party animal I am not.But that night, when the concert hadn’t started by the promised seven–and then …
“I am so sorry,” I repeated for maybe the fortieth time as Mike and I walked through the automatic doors of a store we both didn’t want to enter. “No, …
On August 4th, 2012, this space was born. I was away on vacation last week, so we’re celebrating late.Sorry, sweet little blog.I have thought about what I would say in …