I am an unmitigated social disaster. Every time I find myself in a social situation, I thank God for my mother and younger brother (who are quintessential extrovert social bugs) because their flair for social interaction allows me to just … Continue reading The Social Bug Series: An Introvert’s Guide to Being More Social
She pushes people away. She knows it. Sometimes, she feels herself doing it but, if history is any indication, there’s not much she can do to stop herself. She doesn’t know why, but she has some theories: Daddy Issues Dad. … Continue reading Chapter 4: Walls
Dear Me, Hi you. I know you are very confused right now. Confused and scared. You have been alone for so long that everything about relationships feels foreign to you. I was looking through pictures of you from the past … Continue reading An Open Letter to Myself (On Relationships)
My shoes are perfectly polished. I’ve got on a neck-tie. It’s grey. I love red ties, but they’re so common. I hate being common. My pants are grey. I need to match. I am allergic to color blocking and anything … Continue reading State Trooper
No, I did not have a child who then went and had another child. But I am a grandma in every other sense of the word. And to be clear, I don’t mean gives-you-cookies-and-tissues grandma; I’m talking grumpy-hates-everything grandma. Or … Continue reading Oh My God…I’m a Grandma! (The Grump in Me)
hate all the times you settled for less for second place third for anything less than the cream in friends lovers life with God family at work at school always thinking, ‘maybe this is as good as it gets’ it’s … Continue reading Alive
If I had to pick my most annoying habit, it would be that I like to correct people. Grammar, semantics, spelling, wrong answers, misquoted statements – if it is wrong, I will point it out. It’s a problem, and I … Continue reading Musings: A Taste of My Own Medicine
When you look into my eyes, does it feel like falling? Or are you weightlessly floating into my orbit? Does touching my skin knock you off a cliff? Or pull you upward, higher, higher, past the skyline? Do my legs … Continue reading Falling
There is this raging, fiery passion that draws you to him. That makes you want to climb him like a tree, nest on his lap, and never leave. That calls to you, telling you that if you don’t eliminate the … Continue reading Soulmate
I woke up in a weird space today. For some reason, I feel the need to reach out to old flings, flames, and friends. See how they’re doing, say hello. Must have been last night’s dream. I do this sometimes, … Continue reading Nostalgia
As you turn 50 my warrior queen, I am more than honored to have you in my life. You are my light and my path The only way home that I know. You are beyond and above, the callings of … Continue reading An Ode to My Mother: Happy 50th Birthday!
Found this poem gathering dust in my journal, dated November 4th, 2018. Can’t remember what the inspiration was, but I hope y’all like it. The uncertainty. The silence. The risk. The promise of danger. The questions we cannot answer. The … Continue reading Unlikely Lovers
Prompt 1: Write About Your First Job My first job didn’t last 3 hours. I laugh now, but it was a total nightmare. I’d just finished high school and was spending all my time at home with nothing to do. … Continue reading Receptionist, Anyone?
The other day, while leafing through a 4-year old newspaper, I realized that I don’t write nearly as much as I should. I don’t even journal as much these days. So, after a google search for ‘blog prompts,’ I’ve come … Continue reading 30 Blog Prompts for 30 Days
2 AM, alone with my thoughts at peace with the world just a pen in my hand and the lonely song of an owl stillness, peace, and quiet but beneath the calm, I hear the hint of a noise a … Continue reading The Night Crawlers
The Chie Space 