On my own two happy feet.

Last week something happened that I undoubtedly thought would throw me into a tailspin of depression accompanied with a side of anger… biggie-sized.  I was sure I would begin a rant on this blog, titled “Dear Mr. Anonymous,” that would tell Mr. Not-So-Anonymous how it should’ve been me.  I should’ve been the one proudly donning … 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

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!

In this moment

Tomorrow’s surprises remain unseen, and while I cannot see the beauty my future holds, I can say, in this moment, I am simply happy.  And this moment is all that matters…   Yesterday is history Tomorrow a mystery Today is a gift That’s why it’s called the Present  

Blissfully Happy

“To be happy–one must find one’s bliss” –Gloria Vanderbilt  

Being me. On my own terms.

“The Bhagavad Gita—that ancient Indian Yogic text—says that it is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else’s life with perfection. So now I have started living my own life. Imperfect and clumsy as it may look, it is resembling me now, thoroughly.” –Elizabeth Gilbert