I didn’t learn these things overnight. I’ve passed through so many different phases, these past two years, that I’m mostly grateful that somehow it seems I’ve meshed together all the different pieces. Old me, new me, young me, less young me (ha!). But most gratefully, I’ve learned that…Read More
It’s so unfuckingbelievably hard to explain. Yes, I’m a “words” girl, but some things don’t come easily, even to the most linguistically talented of people. I’ve been reading the works of Brene Brown and Nora McInerny- my vulnerability, courage and widow role models, respectively. Listening to their stories have really helped me to look in the mirror and face some realities that were incredibly hard to admit…even to myself.
The first of all realities, and the biggest, is that I’m scared.Read More
But here is where perhaps my old age wisdom kicks in (okay…my early middle age…), if you’re lucky, your parents will be among the closest relationships you’ll ever have. My mom and I have seen some really ugly days, some words said or things done I wasn’t sure we’d ever come back from…but I know she loves me. She knows I love her. I’m solid in my belief that we can get past arguments, and occasional “disrespect,” because I’ve come to realize that being honest in your disagreement doesn’t automatically have to be disrespectful, although it may feel that way in the thick of things.Read More
I couldn’t tell you when my first kiss was. I probably couldn’t tell you the names of my first (or second, or third) boyfriend, but in HD clarity, I remember the first time I ever laid eyes on Kenny Courtney.Read More