On Tuesday, September 15th, 2020 I did something that terrified me. Not in the boogeyman under the bed ready to snatch your ankles and drag you underneath kind of terrifying, but the jump from an airplane in exhilaration kind of terrifying. The kind of terrifying that comes with the internal knowing you’re about to do…
I fear snakes and sharks. You know this, we’ve talked about it. But I also fear an embarrassing posthumous discovery. You heard me correctly. I’ve thought about this more than once. More than I care to admit. But the other day, when I went scrambling around my house trying to find an old college transcript,…
Life is full of irony. Shortly after I published my last post “Since Divorce My Relationship Expectations Have Changed“ I was given some interesting perspective on “expectations” from a coach I was working with that punched me right in the face. And I use punched deliberately. This insight that was provided to me made me…
Since the divorce, my relationship expectations have changed. Before marriage, it felt like being on the hunt. (I’m guessing this metaphor works as I’ve never actually hunted for anything. Maybe 4 -leaf clovers, but given my luck, you can guess how many of those I’ve ever found. Yeah, you got it. 0.) I felt like…
When you end up in your 30s post-divorce and stuck in a job that ignores your potential and would never suggest you paid time and money for higher education, you wake the fuck up. You look back on all the things you thought you would do, all the aspirations you had, and realize your life…
I imagine that one of the most frequently asked questions of writers – likely by a reader and a fan – is “Why do you write?” For as many writers as there are, I’m sure that the reasons are as various and abundant as writers themselves are. For a lot of us, I wouldn’t be…
Mainly I write about relationships because they tell you when you write nonfiction that you have to have a platform and that platform is being an expert in something. Of course, when they say this about nonfiction they aren’t talking about memoirists, not really. At least not in my opinion. They are talking about people…
I am a bit of a bleeding heart. This does not fare well in choosing a better partner. Those who know me, or at the very least, watch enough TV with me will attest that ASCPA, St. Jude, Operation Smile, and other such commercials make me weepy, tug on my heartstrings, and just nearly have…
I recognize that it looks really dodgy that after a few posts blasting on nice guys that I just up and went MIA. Probably appeared like I was running away in guilt. Or maybe instead of being like, “That’s right you awful person, RUN!” you were thinking one of those nice guys came back and…
Most of us ladies have been there at one time or another. Wanting some semblance of our favorite romantic movie moments to come to us in real life. To be wooed. Swept off our feet. Enthralled by the thoughtfulness and passion and sincerity of our leading man. These moments come rarely, but we build up…