During Christmas break, my daughter and I watched the 6-episode documentary about Taylor Swift's Era Tour. If I'm being honest, it was terribly difficult for me to watch. I love Taylor. I love her music. It had nothing to do with her or the tour or the film. It had everything to do with my 'era' during the chokehold The Eras Tour had on the world. It didn't take long into the first episode for me to be overcome with anger and bitterness. Taking Elly to the concert was one of

I messaged my friend Amy the other night after another exchange of ‘New Year’s Superstitions/Lore’ posts saying “I don’t think I’ve ever been as prepared for a NYE/New Year as I am for this one.”  2025 was brutal. And that’s saying something since 2022 took my mother, 2019 took my marriage, and 2016 took my dad.  (Sidenote: I see a pattern now…so someone hide me come 2028.)  Anyway, the last 2-2.5ish years truly have been absolute dumpster fires. Try as I might, I can’t recal

Sometimes it takes just getting good and mad, I guess. Coming back to this wasteland of a blog that for nearly 2 years now, I promised myself I would tend to like fertile soil has only been met with fits and starts that would aggravate even the most patient. It's not even because of lack of interest or not seeing a return on posting - there's a host of reasons I suppose, all mainly driven by fear that have caused me to all but abandon something that is actually life-giving an

My life is currently just one consistent string of awfulness. As I finally got alone to talk to God tonight, the only thing that kept coming to mind was "make it stop." Self-pity, self-indignation, self-loathing; call it what you want, it's where I am and I can't see a way through, much less out. I don't know what I hope to achieve in posting this, but I have to do something. Maybe God will scroll and find it here, because it doesn't seem he is getting my messages otherwise.

It was mere weeks before I would lose my mother. I was completely oblivious on March 4, 2022 that these words would take hold and be part...

I sent a text to a bff this morning, “Even the damn groundhog let us down.”  Truthfully, it wasn’t really about the groundhog but rather...

I have been scared at the condition of our nation before...

Yesterday, and arguably all of 2025 so far, was very heavy , to put it mildly. I’m not interested in discussing politics - that is not my...

The amount of time that has passed since I "launched" this site and when I have posted again is embarrassing. It took me about 2.2...

I knew I was supposed to start blogging again almost a year ago. I didn't really fight the notion, but I certainly didn't jump on my...