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JK Moving Services Is The WORST
The worst move ever.
After many years of saving and thinking we would never be able to it, my husband and I bought our first home together. To say we were excited would be the understatement of the year. In the past, we rented in different sections of Virginia and each time we moved we would tell ourselves; this is the last time, we’re going to buy a house. Every year, it never failed something happened. My van blew…
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Shroud
I submitted a short story to various reviews during the submission season. It didn’t get picked so now I can share my failure with all of you and you can judge it for yourselves. (more…)
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In Dreams, Where I See You Again
Wouldn't it be nice if we could all walk in our dreams just a little bit longer?
I had a dream last night, and you were with me. I was in my wedding dress. You took my hand, and we had a dance, something fathers and daughters do every day at weddings all over the world. This dream was the closest I would ever get to realizing that feeling. Having one last chance to dance with the man who sheltered me and protected me my entire life up to that point. It felt so real that when…
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Good People
We can make America great, not again but for the first time.
I’m talking to you, the people who have flooded Facebook feeds the world over with their call to arms, their outrage, and their chants of “we’re not going to take it anymore.” I hear you. I feel your outrage. I have felt your frustration on a daily basis with a Country that feels like it’s moving backward instead of forward. But instead of marching in the streets, instead of fruitless boycotts,…
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The Time I Lost It On Facebook
I can't be expected to hold it together all of the time.
It was a few days before Christmas and I was really feeling every symptom of my illness. I don’t know if it was the stress or the weather, maybe a combination of the two but I was literally a mess. I had tried desperately to get to Target early that morning. I had a few last minute gifts I HAD to get and groceries. My body was cooperating at all and by the time I dragged myself to the store it…
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Home For Christmas
I'll be home for #Christmas, if only in my dreams.
I consider myself to be a connoisseur of Christmas music. As a child, I can still see myself sitting in the basement of our row house. Surrounded by the glow of our white Christmas tree, I listened to old 45s of Chuck Berry, Nat King Cole, The Drifters, and the Jackson 5. But of all the songs I loved growing up, I would always come back to my favorite, I’ll Be Home For Christmas. (more…)
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Gilmore Girls, my Mother, and Grief
Gilmore Girls, my Mother, and Grief
We didn’t do much when I was a kid. My Mother, my only parent had much to do in the course of the day. By the time the evening rolled around, exhausted she would collapse on the couch to watch television with me. Most of my earliest memories of my Mother include us on the couch watching The Cosby Show. There are certain episodes that to this day evoke a memory so strong that I can almost feel her…
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There's A Pecker In My Garden
Have a laugh at my expense. I will never garden again.
I’m an avid gardener. I love digging around in the dirt and planting things. Notice, I left out making things grow or the fact that I have dirt and germ issues which make the actual digging in the dirt an issue. Also, did I mention, I’m literally afraid of my own shadow so anything that crawls or flies sends me running in the house. But other than that, I love to garden. (more…)
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Finding Your Value
It took me a long time to find the courage to put my writing out there. Let me help you find yours. Get all the help you need right here.
One of the hardest things for me is believing in myself. I really don’t know why. I’ve always been self-deprecating and afraid to stand up and say, “I’m smart, I have opinions, I can do this.” I don’t think I’m the only one. I see a lot of women, very talented women who are afraid to stand up and tell everyone what they’re worth, afraid to put themselves out there. (more…)
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Twins in Two Different Grades
#BackToSchool again and I'm filled with the same dread.
I have to admit; it’s hard parenting twins. It’s more than just the logistical there’s two of them. You have to treat them as individuals while at the same time balancing their twin identity. I learned this lesson first hand this past year when they started school. Last year when the boys started Kindergarten, I should have been happy or at the very least enjoying all those bittersweet emotions…
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I Don’t Care About Your Political Views
New Blog Post: It's a rant about sharing on Facebook.
I can’t be the only the person who feels this way. I know it in my bones that there are other people out there. Other people who couldn’t give two shits about what their friends think about Donald Trump and Hilary Clinton. It’s not that I don’t care about the election, I do. I’m just tired of hearing what you all think about it. (more…)
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Stuff You Should Have Learned By Forty
I hope I learn these lessons by the time I'm 40.
I just recently turned thirty-seven, and I’m pretty excited about it. I’ve gained another year of experience under my belt in this game called life and for that I am grateful. Every year, I take a moment and take stock of my life. I review what I’ve learned, hard lessons that made my ass sore. Not everything is about learning from failures; I also examine the moments that made me smile that I’d…
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Let's Talk About Race: NaBloPoMo Day 9
Let's Talk About Race: NaBloPoMo Day 9
I’m only going to talk about this once. I’m not one to get sucked into debates. Mostly, it’s because I don’t really care about your opinion or trying to change it. I believe what I believe. You are more than welcome to go on believing whatever it is you do and as long as you don’t bother me, I promise to not bother you. This, is how I live my life. It’s a shame that others don’t. I’m so sick of…
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Why All The Hate?
What do I tell my children when they ask me, "why do White people hate Black people?"
How would you answer your children when they look at you with a pain in their eyes and ask you, “Why do White people hate Black people?” The question gives me pause. I know that this is the moment that I can no longer hide them from the world. No matter how hard I’ve tried to block it out, the ugliness has seeped in and touched my innocent children. From this moment on they will see themselves as…
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What It's Like To Live With Fibromyalgia
This was originally published on Huffington Post but I thought I would share it on the blog.
“I made it through another day.” It’s what I say to myself every night before I go to bed. Sometimes when I say it, I’m thoroughly exhausted, others not so much. I know that when I finally fall asleep, it won’t be for long. I have a long night ahead of me, and all I can do is push through it. (more…)
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What Sex Is Really Like After You Have Kids
I was feeling a little silly and decided to write a post about a subject that is close to every parents heart.
They always say once you have kids your life changes. Simple things like eating a hot meal, washing your hair, and having sex with the person who helped you create that kid – well it’s just going to have to wait. (more…)
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Not All Father's Are Great But Some Are Amazing
Not all Father's are great but some are really amazing. Happy #FathersDay to all the amazing Dads who are getting it right.
My earliest memories of my father are all from my imagination. I was told I met him when I was two or three at McDonald’s. I don’t remember it, but I can almost imagine how it went. I probably cried, as this man I never even knew existed up until this point, tried to hold me. I would live the remainder of my life without a father and most of the time I would say; I do just fine. (more…)
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