My Thoughts on Star Bright: I LOVED this book!!! But before I go on to talk about why, there are some triggers associated with the content. While I'll do my best…
Now that my girls are older, I rarely get the opportunity to read children’s books.
Okay, that’s a lie…
On occasion (aka not so occasionally), you can find me sitting in my library/sewing/writing/soon-to-be-bed room reading Dr. Seuss — out loud. (Not sure what it says about me that there’s a room in my house with an identity crisis) (Also, in case you weren’t aware… out loud is the ONLY acceptable way to read a Dr. Seuss book!)
Since my girls are now 17 and 12, there aren’t many children’s books that I’m even willing to read, let alone take the time to re-read over and over again. (Other than Seuss, obviously.)
For a book to achieve such an honor in my currently WAY overloaded schedule, it has got to be phenomenal. To be honest, I would have told you such a book did not exist.
Turns out, I was wrong (again). (more…)
I'm a runner. Or, I was a runner. Sometimes, I forget I'm not a runner anymore. And when it hits me that I can no longer call myself a runner, a…
So you don’t know me (yet), but you will.
First off, before you read this…. SPOILERS! (One day, you’re gonna find that funny and pity anyone Who doesn’t get it.)
Right now you’re 18, pregnant, and scared out of your mind (and too proud to admit you have no idea what you’re doing and just how scared you are). Things with the father of the child you’re growing are bad… and they’re only going to get worse. For the first time in your life, all you want is your mother (you’re too proud to admit that too).
You’re about to do something that, a week ago, you would have punched anyone who suggested it… you’re going to ask your mother to take you in. You have it in your head that you’ll move back in and put everything in the past behind you. You’ll finally bond and she’ll be there to talk you through all the hurt, fears, loss and confusion you have right now. You’re clinging on to that picture in your head for dear life because you don’t have anything else to cling to… it’s the only hope you have.
I wish I could tell you that it works out that way, but it doesn’t. (more…)
Warning: Today’s post is not going to be funny or upbeat. I’m about to be serious (for once).
Mauerbauertraurigkeit – n. the inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.
I saw this word on my Twitter feed today.
My husband and I were sitting at the table this morning talking about this problem I have. He went downstairs, I checked Twitter, and there it was.
I had no idea that this word existed…. But I should have. (I also wasn’t sure it was a real word when I read it, so I looked it up here.)
When I was in the 8th grade, a close friend died. Almost every year thereafter, until I was in my late 20’s, I lost another friend. At one point, I attended a funeral every month for 5 months… none of which were for anyone over the age of 24. (more…)