Ennui

Blue. Or maybe sort of a deep violet, like when the sun is setting in the desert sky. Yeah. That's how she feels. Not quite sad or depressed. Just kind of in the feels of it all with a touch of alone sprinkled with a fine dusting of "damn, I wish the sun would come…

Conversations Inside My Head and Out

Daughter:  I can't believe that I'm going to graduate high school in only seventy-one days. Me:  WHAT?! InternalMe:  WHAT?! WHERE DID THE TIME GO?  I'VE LOOKED FORWARD TO THESE YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP AND SHOPPING AND HUGS AND COFFEE AND SHARED INTERESTS AND TV TOGETHER. HAS IT BEEN FOUR YEARS ALREADY?!  Daughter:  Yeah, I can't wait.  I…

The Little Things

He wakes me gently to let me know he's leaving for work, because he knows that I have a little panic attack when I wake up and he's not there.  He covers me up with the crocheted afghan, because he knows that I get cold even though I insist on sleeping with one foot poking…

It Doesn’t Mean I Don’t Love You

When a woman decides to leave the business world to stay at home and take care of her family, it is a huge decision.  Sometimes men, and even some women, think that it is a choice that these women come to quite easily; that it is their "nature" to be in the home raising the…

XX Year Anniversary of XXIX

I woke up to that awesome "wall of guitars" this morning.  I was intrigued, yet slightly annoyed, that someone was in my bedroom playing a hauntingly echoing version of Metallica's "Enter Sandman" while I slept.  Then I remembered that I had changed my ringtone on my cellphone the other day.  So I pulled my phone…

The Secret of Us

This past Sunday my mom texted me at 11:45 p.m. and told me, "Happy Anniversary!"  There was a meme attached with floating red hearts.  It was very sweet.  I know how she must have felt relieved that she got us the message before midnight...just under the deadline.  I got out of bed and walked down…

The Doctor is In

I've known him all my life. And after my dad, he's the "adult male" that I would turn to for car maintenance advice, a kind word, a belly laugh in the form of some hilarious anecdote that had  happened that week. Uncle Tracy has been a comfortable constant in my life no matter where the…

Judging Books by Covers

The following was written by my friend, Joli Crow. (It's shared with her permission.) And it speaks volumes as to the body-shaming and judging and the ridiculous lack of manners that seems to be rampant any more. I read this this morning on her Facebook status and the more I read, the more my heart…

Did I Do Too Much for Them?

As mothers, we second guess ourselves and the choices we make all of the time. Since these children don't come with owner's manuals or anything remotely close to that, we sort of "wing it" and combine our gut instincts with the way that we were brought up and what we admired from parental examples we…