WRITING THROUGH GRIEF IS A NEW BLOG POST SERIES. THIS IS MY HONEST RECOUNT OF MY GRIEF AT THE LOSS OF LONNIE WHO PASSED SATURDAY, JANUARY 16, 2021. THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE READ DEAR UNIVERSE, I GET IT NOW, WILL KNOW SHE’S BEEN THERE FROM THE BEGINNING. THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME PERSONALLY WILL KNOW…
Writing through grief is a new blog post series. This is my honest recount of my grief at the loss of Lonnie who passed Saturday, January 16, 2021. Those of you who have read Dear Universe, I Get it Now, will know she’s been there from the beginning. Those of you who know me personally will…
Writing through grief is a new blog post series. This is my honest recount of my grief at the loss of Lonnie who passed Saturday, January 16, 2021. Those of you who have read Dear Universe, I Get it Now, will know she’s been there from the beginning. Those of you who know me personally will…
NOW PRESENTING THE BRAVE LITTLE BLOG
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I am changing things up around here and gettin’ focused and brave with this blog. Before now this blog was a hodge-podge of different subjects and ideas that I had in my head. It was previously called Another.Blog. – that’s how scattered it was. Now I’m refocusing and rebranding this space and I’m super excited…
The following is a guest post contribution from one of the You Speak, We Listen speakers (Sept 2020). NIGGER! NIGGER! NIGGER! I can still hear those words piercing through my ears as if it were yesterday. I heard that vile word for the first time in my adult life while driving my car in Southern…
On Tuesday, September 15th, 2020 I did something that terrified me. Not in the boogeyman under the bed ready to snatch your ankles and drag you underneath kind of terrifying, but the jump from an airplane in exhilaration kind of terrifying. The kind of terrifying that comes with the internal knowing you’re about to do…
I fear snakes and sharks. You know this, we’ve talked about it. But I also fear an embarrassing posthumous discovery. You heard me correctly. I’ve thought about this more than once. More than I care to admit. But the other day, when I went scrambling around my house trying to find an old college transcript,…
Life is full of irony. Shortly after I published my last post “Since Divorce My Relationship Expectations Have Changed“ I was given some interesting perspective on “expectations” from a coach I was working with that punched me right in the face. And I use punched deliberately. This insight that was provided to me made me…
Since the divorce, my relationship expectations have changed. Before marriage, it felt like being on the hunt. (I’m guessing this metaphor works as I’ve never actually hunted for anything. Maybe 4 -leaf clovers, but given my luck, you can guess how many of those I’ve ever found. Yeah, you got it. 0.) I felt like…
When you end up in your 30s post-divorce and stuck in a job that ignores your potential and would never suggest you paid time and money for higher education, you wake the fuck up. You look back on all the things you thought you would do, all the aspirations you had, and realize your life…