Day Fortysomething: Signs, Signs, Everywhere Are Signs
Yesterday was damn near debilitating. I was so overcome with sadness that I didn’t even want to get out of the bed. I left church early because I was nauseated and ...
Day Forty Two
I think the biggest struggle with my mother’s death, aside from the fact that she physically isn’t here to talk to me or give me advice or wrap me in an ...
Day Thirty-Eight: An Explanation
Explanation: I know that the majority of this blog’s followers found me through my humor. I know reading something witty I wrote for Huffington Post or Hahas for Hoohas or Funny ...
Day Thirtysomething
I was at my daughter’s softball game last weekend, yelling and jumping with excitement as her team narrowly pulled off a tough win. For any stranger who watched me bounce out of my folding chair ...
Day Fifteen
Today I went to my mother’s alone for the first time since she passed. I immediately went to her piano and played a song that she taught me when I ...
Day Thirteen
It’s evident that the Whoa! Susannah page has taken an ominous turn. Maybe it seems I’m playing this orphan card for all it’s worth. Maybe I should just take a ...
Day Eleven
Aside from my mother’s eulogy, I haven’t written anything in eleven days. So sitting down to write this feels sort of odd and foreign. Eleven days is a long time ...
Why Can’t I Get Pregnant?
I didn’t know how to even start this post, but the simple act of typing the title conjured up so much emotion that I’m on the verge of becoming a ...
Ramblings of Thanks and Whatnot
So, here’s the thing. It’s almost 1:30 in the A.M. Which means that everyone in my home is asleep, including the “Panting Urinator” aka the dog. They are all snoring, every one ...
My Book Is Available! Squee!
I’m pleased and excited and borderline hysterical to announce that my women’s fiction novel, “Ten Years Taken”, is now available on Kindle and in paperback. I’d be pleased and excited ...