M.L.K. Heeey!

A few days ago was the day we celebrated Martin Luther King Jr. and almost every person I knew on social media posted one of his famous quotes, usually with some fanciful background or some wondrous scroll lettering. All to illustrate the point that they understand the struggle of M.L.K. jr.  But posting an over […]

Who me? Thankful?

I normally am not the person to tell another person to wake up happy to wake up. I understand that sometimes people don’t have the ability to do that. Sometimes it’s all a person can do is just wake up. Sometimes all a person can do is breathe when they wake up and I would […]

Am I?

My son tells me on a daily basis that I am not normal and I am nothing like his other friend’s mothers. He has even enlisted his friends to speak to me and determine if I am abnormal. Apparently I am. I don’t really fit into the cool mom category because I tell these teens […]

No, I can’t feel “it”!

When I was married, I used to think Sex and the City was a fairy tale, a fanciful, dramatic confection of stories spun together to entertain us women.  I used to believe fiction was stranger than life, then I became single. I was shoved, by my own doing, to enter the dating world. Maybe I […]

No, I can't feel "it"!

When I was married, I used to think Sex and the City was a fairy tale, a fanciful, dramatic confection of stories spun together to entertain us women.  I used to believe fiction was stranger than life, then I became single. I was shoved, by my own doing, to enter the dating world. Maybe I […]

Quicksand is real

Mrs. Jeffries was my third grade teacher. I adored her. Not only did I hang on her every word, I wanted to be her daughter. She taught me (I’m sure there were other kids in the class, I’m not sure) everything that was important to a third grader. One of the most important things she […]

Code Talkers

Originally posted on lifeinthewidowhood:
Today is Christmas and I am in Puerto Vallarta.  Twenty-one years ago, in this very spot, I was planning how to be a married lady.  I was really only a girl but I was damn sure going to be a captivating wife.  I was on my honeymoon.  Today as I stated…

Black Wives Matter

“I am dying” I say, when asked. My friend Sarah and I are on the phone and she asks me how I am and my off the cuff response is I am dying. This was not yesterday or even two years ago.  This was ten fucking years ago and I was convinced of my impending […]

I Am…

I am so sad today. Recently some friends have been sharing their wedding photos and my first thought was “I used to be married once.” It seems so long ago. I used to be married once.  My brain wants to reject this sadness. In between intermittent tears, I dream of my second wedding. I am […]

Forty is Forty

I am pretty sure that forty, or a few years after forty, is the most dangerous age known to man. At 39, I knew I had my life figured out. OK my husband died soon after I turned thirty-nine but still I’ve witnessed this age collapse with my forty-something friends. In the two short years […]