Room 223 to the Dance Floor

If I am honest with myself…I have to admit that I don’t follow through with what I feel I’m supposed to do a lot of the time.  This reality is kind of painful, really.  I have good intentions but they stay just that sometimes…good intentions.  I get a thought and I think it through, rationalize the daylights out of it and end up… Read more →

Sister, Sister

Family. That word can cause lots of joy to bubble up in us with warm memories and a feeling of deep connectedness and a knowing that you’ve got this group of people that “have you” no matter what.  That’s great and all but I’m not naive enough to think this is the reaction for everyone, though.  Sometimes, the word can remind us of times of pain where… Read more →

Something I’d like to punch in the face.

it slithers in when I’m about to step out and do something new it inches it’s way, often slowly and quietly, into my mind when I start jotting down my goals and dreams it sometimes sneaks in during conversations, making me question myself it even creeps into the closest relationship I have – with my husband it makes it’s presence known… Read more →