Magic of Love

“When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.” — Mitch Albom

I came to win, to survive…

I’m not a girl that can ever be defined

Three Chapters

Every love story begins with three simple words: I love you.  Every love story has three chapters: a beginning, a middle and an ending.  And although most love stories follow nature’s sequence of chapters, I’m still surprised our love story didn’t last forever.  Things happen, people change and a split-second decision can forever alter the … Continue reading

What a girl wants…

“I want a life that sizzles and pops and makes me laugh out loud. And I don’t want to get to the end, or to tomorrow, even, and realize that my life is a collection of meetings and pop cans and errands and receipts and dirty dishes. I want to eat cold tangerines and sing … Continue reading

Amazing Grace

  If arithmetic is numbers, and if algebra is numbers and letters, then grace is numbers, letters, sounds, and tears, feelings and dreams. Grace is smashing the calculator, and using all the broken buttons and pieces to make a mosaic. Grace isn’t about having a second chance; grace is having so many chances that you … Continue reading

I’m bringing [Jordan] back…

Sometimes I wonder: Will anyone ever understand me the way my ex did?  OK, I can already pinpoint this thought as a distorted cognition caused by the cognitive dissonance I feel as a survivor of abuse, but bear with me on my disillusioned trip to La La Land. Fact: I was only 16 when I … Continue reading

From this moment…

When I was dating my first-ever boyfriend (yes, puppy love and all), I could only see him on the weekends… well, more like I could only see him Fridays, to be exact.  We were young; so young that neither of us was of age to own a shiny new driver’s license.  Oh, the days of … Continue reading

I’m not ready for a new last name…

I ain’t ready for a new last name I don’t wanna be nobody’s ball and chain A reason for a Friday night poker game I don’t wanna be another desperate housewife Doing dirty laundry on a Saturday night I don’t wanna be somebody’s : “Baby, bring me another Bud light” Whatever!

Leave it all behind.

There are times when the actual experience of leaving something makes you wish desperately that you could stay, and then there are times when the leaving reminds you a hundred times over why exactly you had to leave in the first place. –Shauna Niequist, “Bittersweet”

And we all fall down.

Over the weekend, two close friends and I jumped in a Mustang and took off.  Destination: Canada, Windsorto be exact.  While some single women may be intimidated by the thought of falling into the dreaded third wheel zone, travelling with this couple was a blast and sans cutesy, awkward couples-only moments.  After toasting to champagne, … Continue reading