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Finding Joy in a Shitstorm

Yesterday, I celebrated six years at my current job. I also received a stellar annual performance review. Normally, these are things I would’ve shared loud and proud with my friends. Instead, I only told a few people and my wife,…

Finding My Words

A lot of friends have asked me why I don’t write anymore. For several years, I was publishing things several times a week. Then it became maybe once or twice a month, then a handful of times for the entire…

Rebirth

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Three years ago, I finally escaped from my personal prison. Previous attempts to get out had failed, with promises of positive change and an empty bank account usually the culprits behind it. This time though, I knew it was a…

Musical Musings – Brave

August is a month of milestones for me. Some good. Some not so good. It was seven years ago, while coming home from my husband’s birthday dinner, I knew it would be the last one we would celebrate together. I…

The Road to Happy

Three years ago, I was miserable. I didn’t think I’d ever know what happiness felt like again. At the rate things were going, I just assumed I’d keel over at an early age from either a heart attack or an…

Peace and Happiness

The memory of her lingers long after she’s gone. The scent of her hair on the pillow. The sound of her laugh. The feel of her hand in mine. The image of her smile. These are the things I keep…

Don’t Feed the Monkey

Allow me to introduce you to an acquaintance of mine. This is Monkey Mind, or as I call him because I know him so well, MM. MM is a complete and total asshole. Now, you may think that’s a bit…

Breaking Bad Habits

Bad habits have been on my mind a lot lately. Not the smoking, drinking variety…more of the “personality” kind. They are the kind of habits that keep me awake at night, thinking about what I could have said or done…

The Economy of Words

One look at the calendar confirmed what she had known for weeks. No. That’s not quite true. It confirmed what she knew but had been ignoring. All the signs had been there, but Gabrielle was hopeful that things would be…

Acceptance

Acceptance. Resignation. Two ideas I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. They do not necessarily co-exist in our lives. Some of us shun one while gladly embracing the other. One can be healthy. The other, self-destructive. To me, acceptance is…