I miss my grandmother. Today I miss her little silver box. Sad but true. My own grandmother occasionally medicated anyone in the family who dared get a little "worked-up."She always kept what I now know as Xanax in a small metal container in her purse. No one ever would have guessed that the red-headed preacher's … Continue reading Granny Always Had the Best Drugs
Writing
On Authenticity
Today I logged onto Facebook for the first time in a couple of weeks. I have to do this for my sanity. I do communicate through personal messaging, but I limit my interactions on the newsfeed. I had what felt like a million notifications. Since my last login, I've had a birthday, AND Gil and … Continue reading On Authenticity
Should I Stay or Should I Go?
Once again I'm writing about my marriage. Things with Gil are not good. It seems I always come back to this. I've tried in every way that I know how, but I get discouraged when I look at him and know he has little ownership in our problems. He's made it clear over and over … Continue reading Should I Stay or Should I Go?
I Haven’t Used Credit Cards In FIVE Years
Crazy, right? I seriously can't believe it's actually been that long. Five years ago, after lots of back and forth, messing up, promising we'll do better, yada, yada, yada, Gil and I got rid of ALL of our credit cards. I am proud of the progress we've made and our commitment to living within our … Continue reading I Haven’t Used Credit Cards In FIVE Years
The Email Part 2
Yesterday I shared some of my ongoing saga with my mother. You can read the backstory here. Today is proving to be a hectic day, so I don't know if I'll have time to write a proper post. I did leave you hanging with my last post so I'll go ahead and post the email … Continue reading The Email Part 2
Why Do I Let Her Get to Me? Part 1
I'm thirty-seven years old and my crazy mother still screws with my head. Her most recent antics are affecting me in unimaginable ways and I have no idea how to shake her off of me. I need to do something because I'm slipping into the darkest depression I've experienced in years, perhaps ever. I know … Continue reading Why Do I Let Her Get to Me? Part 1
For the Love! Why Can’t I Just Eat?
So I haven't blogged in over a month, and I woke up this morning with an unquenchable urge to pour my heart out to the internet. Actually, I don't think this is so much the case but rather my head is all over the place, and writing is a healthy way to center myself. Let's … Continue reading For the Love! Why Can’t I Just Eat?
I Need a Vacation
I found out on Thursday morning that my closest friend is moving. I'm beyond upset. Ani and her husband, Zip, have been our best friends for the last four years. They have two girls who are like my own children; Zip and my husband, Gil, play together in a band, and I really don't know … Continue reading I Need a Vacation
I’m Alive
I woke up this morning and decided that I'm ready to blog again. I went on an unplanned sabbatical and stayed a bit longer than planned. I think bullets are in order.Marriage -- oh, where to begin. Gil and I survived the holiday chaos and made it through stronger, or so I thought. The past … Continue reading I’m Alive
I’m Allergic
This is a conversation I had with Wallace, my three-year-old, as we were driving to school yesterday. We had to be there early so I could rush to my doctor's appointment at 8:45, so the boys were eating their breakfast in route. Me: "Wallace, did you finish your sandwich already?" Wallace: "No, I gave to … Continue reading I’m Allergic
Grief Happens 