we all hurt, we all lie, and nothing stays the same
Sometimes something drops into my life that fits so perfectly it takes my breath away – like a blow to the chest. This tune is one of those somethings….
Sometimes something drops into my life that fits so perfectly it takes my breath away – like a blow to the chest. This tune is one of those somethings….
I once told a then-lover not to send me pictures of his penis. Ever. “Why not?” he queried. “Because you never know where such pictures might end up,” I…
Being authentic is not without hazards. It often leads me to places I hadn’t planned on being — places I’d rather not be once I get there. But having been…
There was no one on the trail with me on this rainy morning. I propped my phone on a sign post and set the timer to capture me and…
This is another in my series of posts listing things I’m grateful for. More gratitude may be found here. I’m grateful for soaring, and for the fact that both…
The last few days have been really hard for me from a number of different perspectives. I needed something to lift my spirits. Usually, a haircut does the trick……
This is the fourth post in my resurrected practice of writing lists of things I am grateful for. The first, second and third posts in this series are here,…
This is the third post in my resurrected practice of writing lists of things I am grateful for. The first and second posts in this series are here and here…
This is the second post in my resurrected practice of writing lists of things I am grateful for. The first post in this series is here. Others from the more…