Writing comes easy to me. I started writing when I was 9. I wrote a poem about a Tiger. I got Continue reading
List after list
Deadline after deadline
But, I have a real problem with ACCEPTING things. Gifts, compliments, random acts of other people’s kindness.
I collect feathers and lavender, designer vintage handbags and boy, oh boy, do I collect random people
Did you follow that need to seek guidance from soothsayers, Tarot cards, and horoscopes perhaps? Anything that promised the slightest secret fast forward to a life more grand?
Dear Kids Whilst no parent has all the answers and whilst this mama is constantly, still learning, know this for Continue reading
a simple Namaste-style salute that says “You’re weird. But, gosh, so are all of us!”
It was the kind of morning when my coffee was medicinal rather than recreational.