Some times all it takes is just a week. Being home puts you in familiar places and familiar places call, to the heart and to the mind, familiar habits. In other words, it is easy to do exactly the same thing you have always done if you stay in exactly the same place, surrounded by … Continue reading
There are parts of me that are broken That will never be fixed Pieces of me which have been shattered
She is not what I would have wanted to choose for myself (note: this is not to say she is not what I want. she is.)
I have a temper.
Last year, I was in a crazy, desperate, terrible and terrifying place. And it was wonderful, in retrospect, for my perfect world to be pushed askew; for all of my foundations to be shaken, my closely held truths to be put to the test, my faith to be fashioned into a punching bag for Reality. … Continue reading
Three days ago, I made a supplication for an ending, for a final decision in this situation that I’ve been entangled in since just about a year ago. I didn’t know who was listening, but– It worked.
The act of creating a personal myth is a careful recipe: one part hutzpah two parts suspension of disbelief many parts alcohol, bonhomie, and charm (the mirepoix of myth!) half-part right time half-part right place And then you transcend this human plane.
“You are not raising children; you are raising adults.
I love learning. It is the passion of my life, it serves as a purpose for my existence, and I have troubled myself in many, many ways in the pursuit of it. All my life I have searched for a way for all of it to make sense; something that draws it together, brings coherence … Continue reading
A rather good friend of mine has come to the conclusion that I was in love and all of this has been the aftermath of heartbreak. I don’t think I disagree but, more importantly, I’m not sure how I feel about it.