Monthly Archives: August 2017

Stupid Girl

Stupid girl, how on earth did you think that loving someone, again, trusting someone, again, believing in love, again, standing up for yourself, again, would bring you any closer to success than it has in the past? Stupid girl, don’t … Continue reading

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When there is no common consideration, there is not respect. When there is no respect, there is not love. The end. 

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If you are in a slump, or are looking for a reason to smile, the best place to look is an area full of dandelions with children.  There is something magical about dandelions – they are such bright, wondrously yellow … Continue reading

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Love is messy

I am working on some lectures for my upcoming class, but I find myself sitting here and staring at the wall instead, caught in a mess.  It’s hard to put words to all of the mess and have anyone understand … Continue reading

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Tired of being the strong one (or, Dammit!)

When you’re climbing out of your rabbit hole, sometimes you hit stumbling blocks.  Like big, massive tree roots shooting out of the earth that you can’t see around.  No one is there to help you and if you want out … Continue reading

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Becoming a leader …

I try to write regularly, but the past week had me focused on some other things – enjoying my mini-man before he left on vacation with his papa, working hard at finishing up my position with dignity, and putting effort … Continue reading

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I used to be righteous …

This is not exactly the blog post I was ever planning on writing, or ever voicing outside of my mind.  This is the blog post where I share an overwhelming apology to so many people, but most of all, myself. … Continue reading

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