Here is the reason it is so important to write: I am reading a book where a woman describes her experience in a marriage, and it is identical to what I was feeling in my marriage. “Where is the line? When you want the life you have to work but it doesn’t, and you aren’t…

The scorching sun tinges my skin, Droplets of sweat run down my shirt into the crevices of mystery. Within minutes the temperature drops, storms are brewing. It is funny how things can change so quickly. Do I take cover or open the windows? I love fresh air. I embrace turbulent weather. Storms bring turmoil but…

Dehumanization starts with the language we use. For example, Trump saying “We have people coming into the country, or trying to come in — and we’re stopping a lot of them — but we’re taking people out of the country. You wouldn’t believe how bad these people are. These aren’t people. These are animals. And…

We all make mistakes. I have made more than a few in my forty-one years. Like most people, I stumbled a lot through adolescence and young adulthood. I was torn between being responsible and goal-oriented and wanting to be somewhat rebellious…to experience life without restraint. I mostly followed the responsible path much to my detriment….

I think I am finally learning my lesson on men…like the whole picture…not just in soundbite chunks of relationship advice that every relationship guru entrepreneur tries to peddle. The bottom line is men (and people in general) will consistently disappoint us, especially when we have high expectations. We have to decide who is worthy of…

There’s a tension. A fight between shutting down and staying open. Getting close, not a good idea. Sabotage seems the better option. Masking with humor and alcohol, A far cry from true intimacy. Seeking connection, I keep trying. And then I seclude myself, trapped in my head, Making excuses or reasons it can’t work. “Let…

Looking left, looking right, Who is beside me? There are times when I am alone in my solitude, And I am perfectly content. Other times, I am lonely. In those times, I look around me. Who is there? Who shows up? It is nobody’s job to make me feel loved. I must do that for…

I watched a documentary tonight that posed a question: Why do we withhold love? I truly feel it is what we are put on this earth to do…to love. Yet our pain prevents us from exposing it sometimes…from feeling it…from giving it. Many of us don’t even understand truly what it is. Our relationships serve…

I’ve always been a seeker, Seeking answers to questions. Searching books Finding information… Commonalities in authors Truth in poems Sensibility in stories. I’ve discovered a few things, Learned a few lessons, Found a few constants. * And yet… Some days I still feel I know nothing. And that I am actually stuck in the same…