I'd never been to Waco. It probably isn't hard for a lot of people to imagine, because maybe they've never been to Waco either. However, I grew up in Texarkana, only 4 hours away. Not only had I never been to Waco until this summer, but I had probably only traveled as far as … Continue reading Waco
I've missed it... writing. There have been many reasons for my absence in the blogging world lately. I can blame it on my job(s). I'm a school counselor, so springtime gets a little crazy with standardized testing, Section 504 conferences, and the various end-of-school activities. I also work a second job at a local department … Continue reading It’s Too Pretty to Write
I think we all have some way of defining ourselves-- something that we do or love so much that it eventually describes who we are. For me, it was being a baseball mom. It was more than just being the mother of a baseball player. Of course, I would have become a fan of … Continue reading If Baseball is Life, What Do I Do Now?
Just perfect! This post describes why I love writing for ME. 🙂
Sometimes I don’t really know what to write, and then I think oh, you shouldn’t write for the sake of writing, you should write because–because you’re trying to write something. Because you’re trying to convey something. Because there’s a story you have to tell, a thought to flesh out, a destination to get to. You’re driving your point home.
But I don’t always have a point or a story or destination. And then I remember how I used to squirrel away hours just stabbing down words, stringing together sentences, writing whatever I wanted just because. Because it was fun and it made me happy and I didn’t really care if people read it or loved it or hated it. It was like rubbing on unscented lotion. It’s therapeutic, no one really knows you’re wearing it, and it’s something you do for yourself. You’re not trying to leave behind little…
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First of all, I'm not sure there really is a "flow" here. My hair just sort of "is." It's something I've learned to accept. For the majority of my life, I have battled this unruly mane. As a child, my mother fought the battle for me with products like Dippity Do and No … Continue reading Tame the Curls, or Go with the Flow?
It's Friday. No... listen to me. It's not just any Friday. It's the Friday before SPRING BREAK. Yeah. You get it now. It also happens to be St. Patrick's Day, and I work at an elementary school. NOW you really understand, don't you? The Friday before spring break is pretty close to bedlam when you're surrounded … Continue reading I Need Wine… NOW.
Growing up, I was fortunate to attend a public school that offered a variety of foreign language courses. I wanted to take them all, but just didn't have room in my schedule to do that, of course. So, when trying to decide between Spanish, French, or German, I used good ol' teenage logic. My mother suggested Spanish, … Continue reading I Should Have Taken French
After reading one of my favorite blogs, Catching Days, I realized how important the measurement of time is to us. We measure time in seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, month, years, and so on. I've caught myself "stealing a minute" of someone's time, so it must be valuable. "Time is money." We even bookmark … Continue reading Measuring the Years
My husband and I have decided that this will be the year for making positive changes. We've been together since 2006... married since 2008. After all these years of happiness, we have become noticeably comfortable. That's a nice way to describe the older, softer, rounder couple we've become. I can't really complain about the happy … Continue reading No Pain, No Gain
It's days like today that make me miss my son. Oh, he's alive and well. It's not that kind of missing someone. It's the kind where you see the person, talk to him, but your heart still hurts because he just isn't the same. My son is a 20-year-old young man who truly believes that … Continue reading The Empty Nest I Never Saw Coming