Just keep me where the light is.
I haven’t written much lately. I guess I haven’t felt inspired. But whenever this happens, I know that if I just give it some time, the universe will speak to me and the words will start flowing again. I write a lot about my journey in finding myself and about trauma and how that has… Continue reading No love for the haters.
Halloween this year was quite significant for me. Every year, I go all out. I spend a lot of time on my costumes. I take it very seriously, and a few years I have even won the top prize at the costume contests that are scattered throughout the bars in town. I love getting into… Continue reading Masks
I make fun of myself a lot. I do that because it makes me feel better about the things I’m insecure about. And because I don’t want anyone to really know that I’m insecure about it because that just makes me look insecure. Anyways, in recent weeks, I’ve gained a few pounds. OK, more than… Continue reading No, I didn’t let myself go. I just let go.
A dear friend of mine recently suffered an unimaginable loss. As we were eating dinner together and catching up on each other’s lives, her eyes filled with tears and suddenly she was overcome with sadness. She expressed that she felt as though she hasn’t had time to grieve properly and she just couldn’t understand why… Continue reading The healing in sharing.
I started to write when I was about 10. I would make up scripts for movies that I would pretend to star in. I would venture into the backyard and have an entire movie all planned out with imaginary characters and all. I’m sure my parents thought I was a little odd when they would… Continue reading How blogging saved me.
I have always loved writing. In Junior High, one of my stories was published in a booklet called "Pegasus" (which I think might just be an Upper Michigan thing, but I'm not sure) and I thought I was a pretty big deal. I would stay up all hours of the night and just type away… Continue reading My free therapy.
Looping Laura 