Friends, as most of you know, I get to spend an hour each week with a group of young people going through addiction recovery. Yes. Young people. I’m talking teenagers who are locked away for at …
My Girl was rocking another fantastic outfit today – So naturally I needed to share this!
Inspired by this fearless beauty, who has been making bold style choices since she was (just barely) able to vocalize her strong opinions about the clothes she would certainly would NOT be wearing. As well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.
Because #RDJisalwaystherightanswer. And #OnFridaysWeHaiku.
When in NYC – thou shalt not #fangirl. Living in the Big Apple, I’m no stranger to celebrity sightings, not that I have pictures and autographs to prove it. Part of becoming a New Yorker is adhering to the unspoken rule against acknowledging any celebrity who is just trying to get on with daily life.
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#NewPost: Why #BeKind? Because this is My Boy.
Ok, no kid LIKES homework. But why this dramatic reaction?
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Flying across the Atlantic the other night I found the movie Wish I Was Here, written by Adam & Zachary Braff. Zach Braff also plays the lead. About 35 minutes into the film I paused it, and the following flowed out.
Do you want to know when you really become a grown up? It’s when you have to take care of your parent/guardian/whathaveyou.The day you realize you’re the caregiver. That the balance has shifted on your scales.For a litany of reasons that I’m not delving into, I was the official decision maker as my mom lay dying in a hospital.My dad was on the other side of town, in a different hospital, & working his way back to mom.My brother, let’s call him Daniel, was the one who lived closer. He had a wife & a gaggle of kids. I lived 6…
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Love is in the air…
Maybe one of my favorite singers from my childhood? John Denver &…
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It’s hard to love yourself when no one ever wants to stay,
When family and friends are easy to forget you even have a name.
It’s hard to love your life, graciously gifted without wanting,
When family and friends taunt you with so many reasons to feel ashamed.
It’s a challenge to accept yourself the deplorable way you were forged,
When family and friends beg mercilessly for everything about you to be changed.
It’s a challenge to accept the fate written for you by the stars,
When family and friends make it clear that you are delusionally deranged.
It’s a struggle to be brave and face each day with hopeful optimism,
When family and friends are brazenly pessimistic about your valueless worth.
It’s a struggle to be brave and face each day through the agony plaguing your mind,
When family and friends don’t see a purpose in you being here…
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