I adore when talking to people and they use the terms, “No offense or I don’t mean to be rude, but….” as if that excuses the next series of words that fall out of their mouths.   How would someone not be offended? I think in this world where social media paints our landscape, we forget… Continue reading Offense Not Taken

In life, we have all experienced the misplaced verbal assault of someone in a place of fear.  It happens.  There have been times where I have delivered the attack only to later realize that my uncertainty about a situation seeped out sideways leaving people I care recovering from my attack.  It wasn’t about them. It… Continue reading Nothing Personal

This week I have had the opportunity to own my humanness and to give prompt amends to heal the wounds that I seemed to have inflicted.    It’s hard to be accountable for your actions at times.  Maybe shame or guilt is the crutch that stalls the accountability.   But, if I have learned anything over… Continue reading Only Human

I marvel at the competition that colleges are apart of today.  Bryce started getting invitations as early as sophomore year begging for his attention.  As time went on and he narrowed his choices to two schools, there was still a influx of emails and mailings still yearning for him.  It was kind of pathetic.  I… Continue reading Hard To Get

It has been sitting there for weeks.   Taunting me.  Laughing at me.  I know that a pile of papers is incapable of that, but the feeling still resides.  When I received this mountainous ten page assessment to fill out for Bailey, I grew annoyed.  Mostly because for twenty-three years, I have done nothing but fill… Continue reading Save The Trees

Disappointment and discouragement met me as I started my day.   My health regiment with an eye on losing weight and toning isn’t going my way.   I have tweaked and tweaked some more until I am tweaked out.   But, what happened an hour later was a true miracle in my world.  You see, I used to… Continue reading The Double D’s

On Friday, I called my Mom to check in with her.   It rang and rang and rang until the voice mail came on indicating that I could leave a message.  I didn’t.   I wasn’t too concerned as she does like to nap or quite possibly the television volume was up so high, she didn’t hear… Continue reading Just Another Day

I will admit it……there may be a burning desire to question why everything is catered to the millennial generation (born 1977 -1995).   Being a strong member of generation X (born 1965 to 1976), I am baffled.  As I try to connect with various writing opportunities, it is glaringly obvious that I am barking up the… Continue reading Generational

As I write, my phone is in three parts – battery,  the backing and the front – are strewed on my sofa along with my day planner and a host of crap that is helping me write a 1500 word article due tomorrow.   My phone has decided after two years of constant companionship that it… Continue reading Dead on arrival