To my husband–curbed for public view–an open letter from my heart to yours, On some days it probably seems like you took on the world. My sweet goodness, in all of its craziness. During most of my days, as messy as they are, I see very clearly you took on all of my...
Fear. Unfortunately, it exists. I like to think that I am untouchable by its presence but that simply is not the case. And so it is, thus far on this short journey on planet earth, I've yet to be convinced fear will ever be eradicated. From my life and yours. But I...
The first time I spoke with her was over the phone. She wanted to go to college, and I was working at the University of Phoenix as an enrollment counselor. Her goal was to obtain a degree in art, and because she was in and out of the hospital with ongoing...
For thousands of years, generations of people have tempted to alter the definition of truth. Live outside of it, challenge it or simply, go against it. Growing up I recall forming my own opinion and believing "truth is relative". My truth, of course, being most...
It was 2004, and it was bad. As in, your life is a sinking hole of sewer scum. The toilet is still flushing with you in it, and you are going down the tubes faster than a rat up a drainpipe. Am I descriptive enough here? Let me explain it more clearly... There was a...