One Last “It’s All About Meeeee”

I recognize that this blog is quite self-serving. But I need to tell someone this stuff as I go through it, and my faithful 15 readers give me just the encouragement I need. Maybe all this will end up in a book someday. At least, that's what I tell myself to justify being so self-serving....

Of Palm Trees and Why I Take Photos

So the thing about having lived with a gorilla... well... the thing about REALIZING you have lived with a gorilla for 30 years... Yeah. It hits a little hard. And I'm fairly aware of how hard it is hitting, because instead of dealing with it, I find myself posting photos of palm trees on my...

The Gorilla I Accidentally Married

The first time I met The Gorilla was about six months into my marriage. I didn't know that was to whom I was talking at the time. My ex and I (let's call him Glenn) lived in an apartment behind a hospital in the early 90s, a charming little complex with a pool and trees...

Small Victories… Eternal Results

So this year I'm teaching a couple of online English courses. Oh right, hey, hi everyone, yes, it's been, like, a year. Oops sorry. I graduated - got my BA in English. And then a few months later I thought it would be spiffing to go for my MA so I'm doing that now and...

It’s a Good Day To Succeed…. Tomorrow.

Tonight I had to introduce myself at a Bible study and I froze and couldn't remember my name. In my defense I got a concussion in December that I am not allowed to talk about due to litigation. Because it was at a department store and a sign fell on my head. And also a...

Grief. And Online Articles That Read Like A High School Essay Assignment.

I'm embracing the fact that I'm in grief.  My psychologist told me to pay attention and be mindful about it.  So instead of just writing down two things I'm grateful for each day, I'm also writing down two things that make me sad. Today's pithy thought was, "This break-up is stupid and there's nothing I...

I Spoke

I think the past few years have been primarily about me finding my voice.  And getting myself and my kids to a place of emotional safety, of course, but none of that could have happened if I hadn't found my voice. Which is a little ironic, if you had known me for years, because there's...

The Flood

Yesterday the last straw hit. A friend texted and wondered where I'd been at the worship team dinner the night before, because my husband had been there. Backstory: We were both told we had to step down from serving on that team when we separated last year. But for some reason he showed up at...

Of Irony, Karma and Tedious Nonsense

I haven't written in so long that I'm just going to have to let go of the desire to bring everything up to date. In the long run, the details of this separation, the shenanigans of my husband trying to manipulate his way back into the house, and the ensuing chaos really won't matter.  So...

Dude, Do You Even Work Out?

I had a difficult phone conversation with my husband yesterday.  He called to ask me some questions about the various repair projects we're having done to the house. Which was fine. But I realize now he was in a mood, so he made every part of the discussion much more difficult than it needed to...