Groundbreaking Breakthroughs

I'll admit that many a blog post begins with a meme that sparks an idea. Memes are what they are, but to many, they can show up at just the right time and their meanings individualistic and sometimes inspiring to those who gaze upon them. This was one of them. Oftentimes I look around me… Continue reading Groundbreaking Breakthroughs

The Ghost of Mother’s Past

After a staggering eight years of regular therapy, you move on from the misery of analyzing your late, abusive husband and you start to explore other areas of your life. For quite a long time, until I was into my 40s, I always believed what my mother and her family told me: I was bad,… Continue reading The Ghost of Mother’s Past

These Small Hours

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMfzPbONyVA I simply and truly cannot believe how many years are marked today from the passing of my mom. Having lost so many people in my life in such a short period of time doesn't have a word or description. I've been asked countless times how I endured the loss of my mother, then my… Continue reading These Small Hours

Looking at Mother’s Day from the Other Side

It's that time of year again. All the stores are in full Mother's Day swing. The jewelry stores are holding Mother's Day extravaganzas (buy this diamond for "only" $3000 this Mother's Day and make her the happiest mom ever! LOL), florists are advertising deals on bouquets for Mom, people are jockeying for standing space at… Continue reading Looking at Mother’s Day from the Other Side

Adopted Once…Orphaned Twice

This is my story and mine alone. Your results may vary. The one message I DO not wish to convey in any shape or form, is that adopting a child is a negative thing. I know plenty of people who were adopted and grew up in very loving homes and enjoyed a wonderful life due… Continue reading Adopted Once…Orphaned Twice

Divergent Destiny

If someone would have told me that years ago I would be facing the imminent loss of my father, so soon after the death of my husband AND still getting over the loss of my mother, I would have called them a liar. I would have said that no one could endure that much in… Continue reading Divergent Destiny

You Don’t Bring Me Flowers Anymore

I remember when I was a little girl, my dad would always take us out the day before Easter or thereabout so we could pick out a flower for my mom. For some reason, I always picked a hydrangea bloom because it looked like a piece of popcorn and it made me giggle. For my… Continue reading You Don’t Bring Me Flowers Anymore

The Locket

I remember the day my youngest daughter brought it to me, asking me to find a way to put a certain photo inside the locket. I grew up with a mother who was SO talented at putting photos in lockets. I had never done it before, but since her death, I've come across lockets that… Continue reading The Locket

The Never Ceasing Evolution Defining Friendship

I read once that friends are the siblings we were never given. I've reflected upon that thought many times over the years. I feel closer to my best friend than I ever have to my only sibling. What intrudes upon my thoughts of late is the definition of friendship. Many times, I see social media… Continue reading The Never Ceasing Evolution Defining Friendship

Removing the Stigma of Therapy and The Never Ending Search for My Happy Ending

Once in a while, when I mention to someone, "I am in therapy", I hesitate. I believe that subconsciously, my thoughts go to, "What will they think of me if I'm in therapy?" "Will they think I'm somehow damaged...broken?" "Maybe if I tell them why it will help?". Most people who know my story of… Continue reading Removing the Stigma of Therapy and The Never Ending Search for My Happy Ending