My Third Life

My Sunday Funday Blog observations so far… I’m going to stray off course here from my usual shit but please, I hope I don’t bore

My birthdate is coming up. I certainly don’t want this to come back and bite me in the ass, but I’m feeling it.  I should

Dear Mom.. The longer I live, the more I recognize myself in you. Being quick to judge and voicing my opinions, was more me than

Dear Diary I had a heart-to-heart talk with myself this morning. Those that read my blogs know I don’t hold much back. My kids hate

Carla was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes, we were all laughing and couldn’t seem to stop. I love to laugh, and

Accepting ourselves, warts and all might be one of the hardest parts of living our truth or being the person we want to be.  I

It has been a while I know and I apologize. Regurgitating older blogs has saved me time and effort.. being retired has never been so

Have You? Have you ever had one of those perfect days? Mine certainly didn’t start out that way, in fact, quite the opposite. I’m struggling

loving you.. Assignment number five for my writers’ course. (my not-so-perfect life) Loving you was never a mistake I wonder if the love I still

  Does Love Have a Number   finding love amidst the mundane of everyday living  a miracle repeating itself every new day I awake each