July. Seven days into the month. I was a slow, relaxing first seven days filled with sun, water, and family. Not enough sleep and nursing some cold beer with good food. Fireworks with sticky shorts from messy little hand navigating a spoon and rapidly melting ice cream. Kids running around outside barefoot with their cousins… Continue reading INT…
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A Manifestation of Residual Atelophobia
I had the strength to rebuild my life when my marriage went to depths of shit. That experience has given me the ability to know myself. It has given me the ability to not care about a lot of things that aren't meant for me in this world. Most importantly, it has taught me that… Continue reading A Manifestation of Residual Atelophobia
That whole it takes a village thing…
It is about 7:45 am on a Sunday morning. Its quiet. Just me, Dimples and a cup of coffee. No where to rush off to just yet. Community. Can I just say I feel deep in my soul gratitude that I belong to a few circles of beautiful, full, fun women? That I have sisters… Continue reading That whole it takes a village thing…
Love, Mom 