My Hole-in-the-Wall Reminder

I know better. I mean, don’t most of us? Perfection is unattainable in this world. But I am a hardhead that needs reminding time and again that my striving for perfection is futile. Sometimes it takes a hole in the wall to do just that.  Continue reading “My Hole-in-the-Wall Reminder”

10 Things I’m Thankful for Every Day 2.0

Gratitude has scientifically proven benefits—and what better week to emphasize that?

Last year my post for Thanksgiving week offered ten things for which I am grateful, and…it’s still pretty damn accurate, so…I’m going to share 1-9 again and add a new #10.  Continue reading “10 Things I’m Thankful for Every Day 2.0”

Something That I Used to Know

Gone are the days when I would sit in a darkened theater to watch movies in order to analyze and write about them for a grade. (Those were…the days.) I loved the flicker of the projector as I was whisked into yet another story of suspense, or love, or…body snatching. Continue reading “Something That I Used to Know”

10 Lessons a Puppy Teaches

We recently added a new member to our family. His name is Duke. He was in the foster care system, saved from a rough beginning in Alabama, and now he’s all ours. Yes, as the title indicates, he’s our new puppy, and that makes us a three-dog home. Continue reading “10 Lessons a Puppy Teaches”

It Sucks to Be Misunderstood

Many writers consider it a bit of a milestone to be published in The Huffington Post, and last week I was able to join the ranks of those who can say that they’ve achieved this goal. In fact, Arianna Huffington herself was the one to tell me that I would be published! Woohoo! Yea! My elation, however, was short lived. Continue reading “It Sucks to Be Misunderstood”

When Dreams Sit on a Comfortable “Someday” Shelf

…It Too Often Is Where They Remain

It was never a dream of mine to, while sitting in the backseat of a car going 55 mph, hold hands with someone sitting in the backseat of another car…but I did it. It was not one of my brighter decisions, though I must admit it was exhilarating. It was an impulsive risk, and it’s the kind I’ve taken at times throughout my life.

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