I'm starting a new series here where I'm sharing old posts from past blogs and giving them new life. I published this in July 2015, just a few months after my mother's cancer diagnosis. Rereading these words, almost three years later, is a surreal experience. And I wanted to share them. "The Faucet Is Leaking"… Continue reading Memory Lane: My Faucet Is Leaking
I love sparkle and shine. I love the gorgeous shimmer of of light dancing across a well lit glittery nail or eye. It's gorgeous. It's magic. And it's no wonder glitter is one of our favorite makeup essentials these days. But, I can't be a part of the glitter club anymore. Because it is literally… Continue reading Why I’ve Stopped Using Glitter In My Looks
This has been a long time coming. I didn't intend to get to this point. As a matter of fact, I thought myself brave for not even considering forgiveness. It took me years to work up the courage to get justifiably angry and once I got there, it never occurred to me that there'd come… Continue reading To The Women Who Have Hurt Me: I Forgive You
I never speed. I'm religiously faithful to speeding limits. I keep my hands at ten and two and scan the horizon for traffic signs and police. I'm cautious. When I test drove a sports car the salesman told me to open her up and see what she could do. I opted not to and instead… Continue reading The Space She Held
Layers of makeup can't hide the pain of loss.
Reminding myself not to put a price tag on quality time with the ones I love.
When grief takes on the form of a gnawing ache, rather than a sharp, stabbing pain.
Dear Mom, Yesterday you would be 58 years old. Yesterday I'd have called you first thing in the morning, trying to be one of the first people to sing you, "Happy Birthday". Your granddaughter and son-in-law would have joined us. You'd have laughed and thanked us. Yesterday I'd have taken you out to eat at… Continue reading I Have To Write Something For Her Birthday
Revisiting Joni Mitchell's music and trying to survive the holidays.
I ponder the effect that this year will have on my daughter.