Living. And loving. And hurting.
I sit here and sit here staring at a blank screen. I do not have writers block. When I decide to write something down, I get it out no matter what. I sit here and stare at this blank screen because there are problems in my household, and I aim to write about them. However, I know what kind of… Read More
I had one of those days yesterday. I’m sure you’ve heard of them. You know, the ones where a stay-at-home mom can’t get anything right? Where she doesn’t shower, get dressed, or leave the house? It’s true, the rumors you’ve heard – it DOES happen. There was a melt-down around 11 am. Ronan was exhausted. He was crawling around the… Read More
I’ve been enjoying a bit of self pity lately. I’ll not get into details. It’s all rather self absorbed. Self pity is sort of like swimming in a pool filled with chocolate pudding. I mean, who really wants to do that? But once you’re in there, you’re like, whoa, chocolate pudding. So you stay. And you kind of enjoy it,… Read More
