Sometimes…

Sometimes… Sometimes even in the midst of chaos, When the world is bleak and scary and too much, When I question everything and doubt myself , Sometimes… Sometimes there are moments, Brief moments that make my heart slow down it’s pace, That still the noise in my head, That fill me with peace, Sometimes… SometimesContinue reading “Sometimes…”

Love, Mom and Dad

At the start of my senior year in high school my class went on a retreat. Parents were asked to write letters to their kids. We were surprised with them and allowed to read them in the quiet after meditation and prayer. Some people had one letter. Others had many. I had two. Two veryContinue reading “Love, Mom and Dad”

Self Quarantine Day 44: Ya-Ya!

I believe that eventually everyone finds their tribe. I was blessed to be born into mine. I’m a Ya-Ya. We stole the name without shame from The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Rebecca Wells. If you haven’t read it yet, you should. If you hate reading, then watch the movie. Do both. Anyway,Continue reading “Self Quarantine Day 44: Ya-Ya!”

Self Quarantine Day 36: Who We Are

I’ve gotten a lot of new followers here on the blog in the past month and The Hubs revamped my site so I thought it would be a good idea to introduce our tribe again. For you long time readers, you’ll get all up to date on us too. Our family is a little wackyContinue reading “Self Quarantine Day 36: Who We Are”

Self Quarantine Log Day 24: Let’s Hear It For The Boy

8 years ago I was in college and trying to decide what to do with my life. I was busy planning my 21st birthday party and hanging out with friends. Little did I know that mere minutes away from my home a momentous event was happening that would forever change my life. 8 years agoContinue reading “Self Quarantine Log Day 24: Let’s Hear It For The Boy”

A Letter from Uncle Poo to The Twins

My brother has been affectionately dubbed “Uncle Poo” ever since he taught my tiny children how to say the word shit. All four kids love his nickname and so does he. Uncle Poo and I are quite close (see my post Where You Go, I Go for more on that). We talk almost every dayContinue reading “A Letter from Uncle Poo to The Twins”

Never Forgotten

His headstone lies at the far edge of the cemetery, just barely on hallowed ground. Far enough away to keep the old ones, who still believe in their own morality, appeased. Far enough in that the angels are still protecting his mortal remains for the second coming, just in case he really will need thatContinue reading “Never Forgotten”