Robert Frost's words come to mind quite often, even when they technically do not apply. I hope that my loose metaphorical use of his poetry does not take away from his work, but that it may instead set the scene for the topic at hand. My best friend in high school was a girl named Allison.… Continue reading Two Lives Diverged in a Wood…
It's pouring rain outside, and I could not possibly be happier about that. Why? Because the forecast was snow, and we had a little of that this morning, but now it's rain. Because it's too WARM for snow! Winter is the only season I dislike, and it is finally winding down into spring, which is… Continue reading Spring is Springing
From a word document dated 1/1/2012 It’s hard to believe that a year has ended. A year that brought with it more twists and turns than was ever thought possible. Where the time has gone, we shall never know. We took wrong paths, we made serious mistakes. We dreamed and made wishes without knowing the… Continue reading An Old Year’s New Year
Everyone at some point in their life is asked what their most embarrassing story is. If you haven't been asked this yet, it's coming. Many people blush or shudder at the question. Personally, I have trouble thinking of a suitable story. That's not because I've never had something embarrassing happen to me, but more because… Continue reading Most Embarrassing Story
So I'm sitting here taking up much more of the couch than I need to, bottle of white zinfandel in hand, and once again I've been thinking too much. This time it's about friendships, and the nature of nostalgia. Recently I've been accidentally thinking about old friends, even to the point where I've been dreaming… Continue reading Digging Deeper
So maybe we never really considered each other Older Sister and Younger Sister, but maybe there will always be that part of me that wants to keep her close and looked after, even as a grown up married woman. Maybe it's because she's a tough little spitfire that I want to be around to help preserve the beautiful little girl that still lives in her heart.
Achievement means something quite different to me than it did when I was a bit younger. As a 23 year old my recent achievements are few and far between: graduating university, getting a salaried job that leaves me responsible for 16 second graders, paying my own rent, bills, car repairs, the whole nine yards. That's… Continue reading Achievement