Monday, April 14, 2014


I have forgotten how to write, and I miss this space.
Daily writing became such an amazing habit, and I walked away from it.
The blank "page" scares me some days.
These are my parents hands.
Married 50 years.

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

$55.00. That is all we have, and payday isn't until next Friday. Not this Friday. Next. 

I am not sure how we are going to do this. 

I am so scared. Beyond stressed. 


Thursday, October 3, 2013

 Painted this because I love Bielen's work.
 This bear was my lunch date.
 The view from Olivia's school library.
 This face. I just adore her. 4 is amazing.
I feel so much love for this little guy.


Saturday, September 21, 2013

Can't keep on top of the clutter. I realized yesterday that I have to start buying the giant jar of peanut butter. We go through the small one in four days. Soap bars disappear quickly, and I must change the roll of toilet paper once a day.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Friday, September 6, 2013

Sunday, September 1, 2013

What do I say?

 I am a fraud?

 I am not what I expect others to be to me?

I am a bad friend.

 This I know.

 I want so much to be accepted.

But I accept no one.


And it is always fun.

But I cut it off.

I am unsure why I do this.

I miss these relationships.

Even mourn for them.

But I let them go.

Each and every one.

Then I am sad when they move on.

No Christmas card.

No calls.

I deserve it.

I disappoint.

And yet, I think I am a great friend.

All evidence to the contrary.