We aren't normal. We never have been normal. And I like it that way.
This Christmas I find myself searching. Searching for a bit of Heaven here on Earth. Searching for a long gone scent of love in clothes left in the closet, a favorite blanket kept on a bed as a reminder he is still here, close. I'm searching for a bit of Heaven here within things. Could … Continue reading Searching for Heaven
She hates Christmas sweater season. It's true. Fashion Doesn't take a day off, even at Christmas. I am writing this to you in my fashionable Nike shorts and Goodwill find jacket I wear in the house, because I like chilly indoors. Don't bring this up with my family. My hot and then cold isn't so … Continue reading #FashionDoesntTakeADayOff Even At Christmas
I'm not gonna lie, I will anchor myself to 5,000 things when I am drowning. When waves are crashing and pulling me down I will flail about trying to hold onto that one thing. Give me just one thing that will keep me afloat. Hope.
Maybe I should tell you, fashion doesn't live here anymore. It was really just an overnight guest every now and again, anyway. It wasn't like fashion hung out here all the time. Maybe we would go out on Friday night. But then she always left to go wherever the cool kids go. You see, I've … Continue reading Fashion Doesn’t Live Here Anymore #FashionDoesntTakeADayOff
There's this duck at my local park. Everyone knows about her. She's a sassy sort. I guess she's a she. I know absolutely zero percent about ducks. And I am not getting close enough to this duck friend to find out if she is truly a she or a cranky old man duck. She seems … Continue reading Enduring Parenting
