Relationships are hard. I can promise you that.
We have been really good lately. It hasn't always been this way, and I know it won't stay this way every single second, but we are good right now, and it is reassuring. I live with a man (sometimes man-child) but a grown man none-the-less. He's goofy, messy, caring, cranky, hilarious, and eats a lot. … Continue reading Me, Him & The Cats
We struggle. We make mistakes. We argue. But there is always support. We lift each other up. We apologize. We want the best for each other. We strive to make each other better; to make each other feel appreciated and respected. Our personal goals are aligned with what we want for our relationships. We are … Continue reading Quality Over Quantity
"I woke up Wednesday morning feeling...what's the word? Is there a word? I'm not sure there is a word to describe it. Tuesday night, I was in shock. I was angry. I was devastated. In 16 years I have never felt these feelings after an election. I felt them in other facets of my life, … Continue reading Let Us March
In a world where everyone is just sooo busy this seems to be extremely accurate... There are very few people in my life who would meet me for dinner with a couple days' notice and not cancel at the last second. There are even fewer that would drop everything to be there when I desperately need them. … Continue reading Priorities
As I am finally recovered from a couple blows to my confidence and self-esteem I am enjoying being by myself. I enjoy it more now than I ever have. I think it's because I know I'm not really by myself. Although I spend a lot of time alone I have a ridiculous amount of people I … Continue reading There’s an App for That
From the moment I met you I knew it would be an impossible journey. A journey I was determined to finish even if all the time wasn't worth it. I regret that decision now, two years later and countless hours of me trying and you dragging me along in the dirt like an old toy … Continue reading An Open Letter to The guy I thought was Worth It
Oh the possibilities, right? Sometimes I feel as if I'm hanging on by a thread, and maybe I am. Hanging on to hope, dreams, the possibility of someday waking up and all of the time spent will be time *well* spent. That maybe things could be different. Does that make me hopeful or just plain stupid? Third, fourth, … Continue reading Second Chances