Although I can admit that the past 2 years have been difficult, I can confidently write that I am thankful for them. Sitting sweaty palmed in my first interview I asked for a challenge. Weeks later, when I was offered the position about 562 challenges plopped into my lap. Hello challenges. The best part of
It was a nice day for a wedding. Tiered cake decorated to match bridesmaid dresses, sweet mystery punch that you pour with a ladle, a gazebo trimmed with greens for pictures to last a lifetime, and a glowing bride in a dress that she loved- check, check, check and check. During the ceremony, the pastor
Saturday was marked as day 1 in our 5th home in 6 years. From condo in OH to house in OH to apartment in IL to another apartment in IL…. to another apartment in IL. With this many moves, I think my issues are becoming obvious to the exhausted friends and family, who all know
I drove home with a mind bursting like an over-sized belly pushing out between shirt buttons on Thanksgiving. No music. No phone calls. Just me and thoughts spilling out of my ears. It’s easy to devour introspective-feel-sorry-for-myself-thoughts but it’s better to take a healthy serving of reality. I decided that I’m going cold turkey with
In my childhood I was a real life version of the awkward girl in teen movies complete with glasses (my eyes were not the same prescription, so one eye was more magnified than the other regardless of how much I squinted), clothes from my great aunt who wore flamingo pink lipstick and loved garage sales,
On the 5th failed attempt to find a distraction from connecting with my thoughts and writing this post, I decided to give in. Dear Facebook, you failed me. I’m never as strong and stingy as I think I am. Truth hurts. So with that, I sit and consider the positive. I’ll start with a little
Like a fat cat, I sat. I sat wondering. Wishing. Wishing I knew what to do. In the undertone of my breath, I mumbled, “do something with passion but don’t waste your time”. Somehow do something seems less scary if I don’t actually articulate the words (or make them audible). When I heard Doc Hendley
My high school Spanish class teacher deemed Fridays as a day to emphasize school spirit. The class would celebrate with “Hoy Es Viernes!” (It’s Friday!) and do football cheers. It was contrived celebration by an overly enthusiastic (and a little strange) Spanish teacher. Regardless of my judgements about the Friday excitement- it worked. Students got
My parents used to remind me to use my inside voice when I would yell or talk too loud in the house. I think this is a common phrase for kids. Now as an adult, I’ve experienced my insides actually screaming at me. On Wednesday the trip to the Emergency Room was…. scary. My insides
On my way home today I received a $50 ticket. The police officer was nice and even told me the steps I will need to take to get out of the ticket since it was a ‘minor’ offense- not having an Illinois license. To get out of the ticket I will need to go to