To you, this may just look like dinner, or maybe breakfast. But to me…. This represents so much more. Growing up we called this dried beef gravy. I’ve heard some people eat it on toast and call it “shit on a single “. This may be my favorite meal, a lover of carbs and worshiper…

I don’t know if its the stillness I am forced into right now, from a broken foot, or if its just my normal anxiety and insecurities. We were supposed to go to JB’s for the weekend, some time to get to know each other, let the kids run outside, fish. We were leaving Friday. But…

Well, My Birthday came, My sons Birthday came, and it was like just any other day when it comes to my family. Whats weird is tho, I had a party, and my son did to. Other then my children and husband, my only other family member who came to my celebration, was my step father.…

Some days are so much better then others. Today isn’t one of them. It’s cold, I’m having a hard time focusing. My partner and I aren’t getting along.

They say we’re a reflection of our parents. What does that mean? Does that cancel out the whole “Do as I say, and not as I do”? Because, a reflection is a mimicking movement, right? What if we don’t know our parents? What if our parents are super nice, highly functional people? What if they’re…

I have thought about this a lot, especially over the last year. I can tell you what I am, I can tell you where I am. I can give you my name, age and  birth date, beyond that, I don’t know how to answer that question. I am hoping that by letting myself be a…

I am still trying to figure out how to sort all this out. Exactly how to process the first 40 years of my life. Do I work it out in chapters, like: Year one…. Or do I sort it out by charters in my life… My mom… My dad… Or by events? I am not…