Here’s the thing: in between success and failure, glamour and an old bathrobe, a laundry room and a laundromat, I like to think there lies in me a hard-working mom with one job, no car, a few too many debts, and a certain graceful resilience.
My Four-Legged Soulmate
When Kylen learned her four-legged soulmate Aries was terminally ill, she knew the loss would be devastating. What she didn’t expect was Aries’ final gift.
How Long Can You Be in Pain?
Recently, very recently, I have decided that it is finally time to let go of the pain I have been carrying around for 30 months. It is time to forgive, to forget, to let go, to move on.
My Lakota Name
I am VERY proud of my name. It envelops completely my journey home and all the stepping stones that were put in place on that journey. It gave me goosebumps when I received it, because I knew what it meant, and flashed on a few specific times in my life when these events had happened, in a life so far away and so foreign from the people whose blood flowed through my veins.
Maybe a Puppy Wasn’t Such a Bad Idea After All?
Julie reconsiders the notion of a adopting a puppy after her daughter becomes attached to insects instead.
It’s Not Stalking if Everyone’s Doing It
We were stopped in front of a small window. It looked out over the roof of the next building. On the other side of that roof was another apartment complex. Our little hall window lined up with the window of a kitchen in that complex. What are we looking at? Oh. Oh my…
Take a Leap, Throw it Out There. You Never Know What Will Come Back.
Our writer puts it out there that she wants a dog and ends up with an egg-sucking, duck-herding, fry-eating attack rescue dog … the perfect pet!
Scar Tissue: Seeing Beyond Dating Chaos
I realize everyone has baggage. (Ahem, those without baggage tend to be extremely boring. Sorry. It’s true.) I try to be a compassionate person who can wait it out for the right guy. Not for the truly married ones mind you, but for the truly separated ones who are going through a hard time before the inevitable divorce.
Rock Wall: Motherhood and the Fractures of Solitude
Are we rock walls that begin to chip and fracture over time, or are we made up of multiple chips and fractures that come together to form a united rock wall front? I believe I will always remember the moment that I realized solitude was something I would have to steal, plan for, fight for and strategize to attain.
Grandkids: You Just Have to Wait
On a recent visit to my chiropractor, I ran into an old friend. Once the mandatory reminiscences had been dealt with, he whipped out his iPod Touch and showed me dozens of photos of his grandkids. A slide show, no doubt, complete with music. I’m not sure which he was more proud of, the new […]
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