My brother and cousin wanted to go dancing this weekend; after complaining and backing out of the plans 18 times in one afternoon, I was finally guilt tripped into going. I wasn’t happy about it but I got outnumbered and called old for turning down the plan. I hate going to clubs, it’s never been … Continue reading Pulse
I was driving with my brother the other night when suddenly at the red light I realized and said, “yesterday was my dads birthday.” I’m really good about dates and numbers so I’m kind of surprised I noticed a day late, but in any case. He is 64 years old now, I don’t know what … Continue reading 17 Miles
Long before I was twelve years old, I always said I wanted to be a surgeon. I was raised by my mother—who spent a great deal of the time outside the house working. I am the youngest of four, with the smallest age gap between my siblings being 4 years, the oldest two are 8 … Continue reading Paging Dr. Jo
I think that as people we often find ways to get in the way of our happiness and blame it on self preservation. I get it, no one wants to be hurt. But when you're living on the sidelines, how happy can you be as a spectator? I've never been the type to shy away … Continue reading Resist resisting to exist
We are all different, but there are some of us who feel a bit more peculiar that others. I am one of those people. Being different makes me happy, even if it makes me stand out. That is why I feel that the phrase, “love with your heart and not with your eyes,” makes no … Continue reading Love Shouldn’t be Blind
There is a common thread among people who learn of my writing. “What do you write?,” they ask. . .sometimes I immediately want to say, what don’t I write but that does not satisfy the answer. I feel as though I write everything, so to me what matters most is why I write. I am … Continue reading What do you write?
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There is this crippling certainty of what we don't want. We spent over a decade in a relationship knowing what it's like being attached to the hip to someone. The very same someone who once knew us better than anyone else and yet never seemed to remember after countless conversations that, "no thank you, I … Continue reading For those of us starting over. . .
I have a paper and two quizzes due by midnight tonight, so I decided to bring myself to Starbucks to focus. If I were at home I would inevitably take a nap that turned into hours. Sure, I would wake up with just enough time to get my work done but it would be less … Continue reading Happy Father’s Day
I remember it clear The moment in life When fear & anticipation aligned It's when I found out You'd be mine Minor details failed to matter Criticism, backstabbing Crowd fodder and chatter Feelings consumed My every choice Tear stained pillows Instead of rejoice An inclined challenge Though I wasn't prepared I suddenly found courage Because … Continue reading Hazel
I've overcome some obstacles, some big, some little; they varied in facets and depths. During the storm I ask why has it rained on my parade. . .how did I get stuck in quicksand. . .why, why, WHY didn't things go according to plan? I have learned so many things from these unsolicited obstacles that … Continue reading I’ll Know When I Get There
I can't even begin to count the amount of times my son has said something that has left me wishing to be swallowed by the earth. Sometimes I wonder where he gets these things? Well he has a whole gene pool to choose from but lately I've come to realize that he gets a lot … Continue reading Mommy did you fart?
There is nothing I can tell you To keep you from worries I want to see you now But you’re in such a hurry Time keeps us from one another I know you cry when you’re alone But still you believe like no other Force back the tears and pretend to be whole You’re almost … Continue reading Her
I was driving home the other night with my son. We were just strolling along with the music in the background, it was one of those rare moments that we were completely silent. When out of the blue Jon says, "I got it!, she is not the one" (he's speaking of a particular person who … Continue reading My Neo
Proud and built with a smile She stands tall For a little while Her faith is wavered Her hope is weak Her pain is a badge Only for her to keep Through tumultuous pains Uneven and weathered She clings to her heart Hoping it gets better For strangers She’s solid, unbroken and meek Yet on … Continue reading The Pillar