A Letter From My Body (part 2 of 2)

As promised in my last post, and I don’t like to go back on promises, I am going to share the response to myself from my body. If you didn’t read part one of this “mini-series” (laughable 😆) I strongly encourage you to do so in order to understand what’s happening here. Here’s to hoping... Continue Reading →

A Letter to My Body (part 1 of 2)

If you read my blog at all you are aware I’ve spent the last 3 years regularly seeing a wonderful registered dietician who also is a counselor. Her name is Christina and she has improved my life beyond belief. She and my therapist have helped me love myself and give myself grace. Recently I’ve been... Continue Reading →

Cheers to Almost 40…

Pardon me while I stand on this soap box and give you advice the only way I know how....unless of course, in true Aries fashion, I'm giving you some kind of aggressive pep talk, which I've been known to do. Recently I was asked, "What is advice you'd give kids these days?". After thinking long... Continue Reading →


Recently I’ve been reading a book with an entire chapter painting the picture of a town the author grew up in. It gave me so many feelings reading it and inspired me to write about my town, my childhood, my experience. Just fragments of what I remember. I don’t want to forget more than I... Continue Reading →

So, you want a dog…

On television, walking down the street, visiting with friends and family...you see everyone with their furry friends. Their compadres. Their partners in crime and laziness. Their dogs. Sure, it’s appealing in all the right ways and I can’t blame you for wanting to find a fuzzy creature to call your own. Having a dog is... Continue Reading →

From Where I Sit…

The hum of the furnace and Elvis’ little snore. My fingers typing as the next words come to my thoughts. The lights on our Christmas tree and the feeling of excitement this time of year — even without children, it’s still magical. Pine and peppermint as I breathe it all in. The heat of my... Continue Reading →

A Collector of Moments…

I remember when we went to that concert and found my spirit animal and witnessed someone seeing the blue sky for the first time. I remember you meeting me early and teaching me to swim and never letting me talk down to myself. I remember the sweetest note and most perfect timing when you asked... Continue Reading →


Seems silly to have a hashtag with this purpose in mind. Because hashtags are so often used in the wonderfully dreadful world of social media. Googlegram Twitterbook as I like to call it.... I’ll give you the conclusion followed by a twisted journey into the machine (my mind) explaining how I stumbled into said conclusion... Continue Reading →

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