A Sunny Disposition

Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you. — Walt Whitman 

The only thing to take with you is love.

The beautiful glitter of friendship rubs off, one way or another, on both parties.  In a healthy friendship, much like any thriving relationship, people develop a symbiotic partnership in which mutualism takes place.  I wasn’t part of a healthy friendship.  Giving didn’t take place on both sides, and, in turn, an antipathetic symbiosis merged.  The … Continue reading

Baby, are you a firework?

“I loved you grey sweat pants, no makeup, so perfect Our love was, comfortable and so broken in she’s perfect, so flawless I’m not impressed, I want you back.” As my girlfriend and I were cruising back from another hazy, yet tan-fulfilled beach day, she regaled stories about her relationship with her boyfriend.  Her giggles … Continue reading

Do you believe in magic?

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” —Roald Dahl

Silencing my ‘Monkey Mind’

Mother Nature’s bipolar disorder has put a damper on my plans as of late. Cleveland’s weather went from temperatures in the low 80s to a balmy 99 degrees and climbing.  Add a little precipitation and what you have is the perfect climate for poufy, frizzy hair.  The 1980s called, they want their look back—and they can … Continue reading

I Remember Me

In this life anything can hurt you Push you, then forget you Erase your history But I remember me, I remember me

Are you settling?

Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.   —Sex in the City

I just came to say “Hello”

Time — when pursued like a bandit — will behave like one; always remaining one country or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair color to elude you, slipping out the back door of the motel just as you’re banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only a burning … Continue reading

Like a Skyscraper

You can take everything I have You can break everything I am Like I’m made of glass Like I’m made of paper Go on a try to tear me down I will be rising from the ground Like a skyscraper

A closet of memories

Today I realized I have a soft heart and a hard time letting go… of everything, really.  A state of OCD kicked in earlier this morning and I began color coordinating my closet—yes, I just admitted that.  Summer classes finally wrapped last week and rather than go out with my girls one more day and … Continue reading