Friendships are Hard

Day #537 I’m coming off the weekend feeling sad & exhausted, despite some personal feats. I became an ordained minister over the summer & on Saturday I married my childhood best friend and the boyfriend she met over 20 years ago. Let me start by saying what a mistake that was 🤦🏻‍♀️ I mean, itContinue reading “Friendships are Hard”

Dead Birds

For the longest time, I haven’t been the biggest fan of birds. I think it started when I was a teenager working at the vet clinic. We had an avian doctor and I hated, repeat hated working with the birds. They were so delicate, you could crush them with the wrong move of your finger,Continue reading “Dead Birds”

The Vanishing Middle Class

There’s a silent war going on, and it appears to be going unnoticed. There’s a large divide, the haves and the have nots, and I’ve never seen anything like it in my adult life. I don’t know, maybe I’m noticing because I’m directly in the middle, and if shit really hits the fan, I couldContinue reading “The Vanishing Middle Class”

The Death of Should

I will not feel guilty for not taking political action. I will not feel guilty for the choices we’ve made for our kids’ education this year. I will not feel guilty for eating 4 mini ice cream cones. I will not feel guilty for saying no. I will not feel guilty for allowing my childContinue reading “The Death of Should”

Day 490 and ODAAT

As I predicted, my inner alcoholic voice, Betsy (DeVos), has been doing pushups while I’ve been working my soul off and has returned to torture my thoughts.  She’s not too bad yet, but this is how it starts.  She sees a vulnerability and jumps on it. My best friend is getting married in September andContinue reading “Day 490 and ODAAT”

The Cost of Returning to School

If you are reading this, I’m going to apologize upfront.  My recent posts don’t have a lot to do with sobriety, as it has taken a back seat in the midst of this pandemic. Don’t worry, I’ve learned that even in the back seat, my addiction is doing push-ups. This means that while I’m notContinue reading “The Cost of Returning to School”

Day 481 and the Gifts of Sobriety

Day 481 It’s 10:00am on a Monday morning.  My niece and I are in the pool, she’s jumping off the edge and swimming like crazy while I’m floating around trying not to get splashed. My favorite Milky Chance song comes on and all I feel is pure joy as I look at Jessica and weContinue reading “Day 481 and the Gifts of Sobriety”

Day 471 and Lessons of 2020

This has been the strangest summer ever, which isn’t surprising considering how weird and messed up 2020 has been.  I went to a psychic in November who gave me a heads up about 2020 being filled with lessons for me.  I was panicked, and would have felt better if I knew that 2020 would beContinue reading “Day 471 and Lessons of 2020”

False Life Stories

After working with and spending so much time with myself the past few years, I’ve really realized that I can be a tough nut to crack.  I have this invisible shield that says to everyone and everything, “It’s FINE, all fine.” even when it’s not fine.  I believe it’s a few things including my intrinsicContinue reading “False Life Stories”

Plants, They’re Just Like Us!

Today is like day #999 in quarantine, ok well it’s really around 100 days or something like that, but we are losing our minds over here. I’ve been thinking a lot about my seedlings lately, as they are getting big and need to be planted into the ground.  I have to tell you that I’veContinue reading “Plants, They’re Just Like Us!”