Dear Grief

Wow You're back again Calling me, texting me like an old homey lover friend Wrapping around me in the disguise of comfort Telling me not to pick up the phone or paper or a pen Suffocating every cry for help Whispering in my ear that I don't need anyone to dry my tears Pretending to... Continue Reading →

I Hope You Dance…

I was so stressed during the day that my head hurt all over and I could feel the tension in my shoulders so intense that I could hardly turn my neck most of the afternoon. It's amazing how stress can sneak up and almost paralyze you, forcing you to take notice and counteract. I wanted everything to be perfect for my daughter's first time going to the dance with her dad, yet my body was screaming "what about me???!"

Sick and Tired; Confessions of a Reformed Junk Food Junkie

As an independent mom, I found myself the past few years relying on the fast food restaurants way too much. It was so easy as we rushed from one after school activity to another to just drive through somebody's window, order, and shovel it in, in the car on the way to the next place. My kids loved it, and I'm not sure if they were more addicted to the food or the toys. I had a lot less dishes to wash, and could spend more time with the kids, so it seemed like a win-win situation.

Frustrated – Original Poetry 12/6/05

I am so tired of living among a passion-less people So exhausted, so full of excuses of why they don't have time to or don't have the energy to Can't fit the struggle into their schedule of Pilates classes, after work affairs and the nine to five Complaining about the lack of, the need for and their people being so poor... Continue Reading →

But for the Grace…

I know there's been so much that's already been said about the senseless killings of the Sandy Hook Elementary School children and staff, and so many early judgements about the killer, his family and why it happened. But I feel like I need to share the fear that came up for me and maybe for... Continue Reading →

My inner child..

Sitting in the warm Fall sun, watching my five year old on the trampoline, I felt as though I were looking at my inner child. My children have had so many experiences in their childhood that I never had, and I just realized today how healing it has been for me to participate in their... Continue Reading →

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