The Dead & Last Century’s Promise:

…Only emotionally stunted people with no self-awareness and no self-esteem save and rescue people and I didn’t just have three years of therapy and quiet contemplation to fall back into old habits. Yet, here I am throwing a life buoy into your ocean of grief and reeling you in with a fishing line tied to more

Can you really understand someone by watching a handful of videos of their life?

The first 21 years of my life… The pre-baby years The babies, starting at the most recent addition to our family and going backward. Keep in mind I only had three minutes otherwise there might have been hundreds of photos of my beautiful babies 🙂 Published children’s book author – what a journey. The single more

Why she loves her Bachelor(ette) Degree more than she loves you:

Journal Entry – Grace

Journal – 26th January, 2018 He took me to Berwick Botanical Gardens this morning. We stood gazing at the scene at the lake both completely immersed in a world of our own but also of each other. We agreed a short story could be written and also a canvas painted from our vantage point: GRACE more

Journal Entry – Mermaid

THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS COARSE LANGUAGE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS OFFENDS YOU.   14th February, 2018 – MERMAID at Cape Patterson   I looked back to the rock shelf I’d been sitting on from 50 meters away, 100 meters, 250 meters and each time thought the same thing: my clothes were the exact colour more

University calling:

Well, I’ve really gone and done it this time 🙂 In my frustration at myself for feeling like a failure for achieving virtually nothing with my writing for three years (apart from keeping my toe in with Social Media groups and writing blogs, memoir & poetry), I’ve signed up for Uni!! Those who know me more

We talked until the wee hours again last night…

… you’ll never know how much I love you, how much your pain is my pain and that watching you go in and out of your dark night of the soul these past years tears me apart inside. But keep coming back to talk to me, don’t ever stop, I want you to always feel more

My Magnum Opus:

“Is it? Is my work going to live? I wanted to be a writer, that’s all, I wanted to write about it all – everything that happens in a moment – the way the flowers look when you carry them in your arms, how it smells, how it feels. All of our feelings – yours more

35 was my lucky number:

Maybe it was time to go back, She knew he would be there waiting for her, But then she remembered his emotional betrayal, She hadn’t rekindled their connection for that! She was trying to improve her life, Not to take a step back.   There are silent battles and steep hills, But she’s spread-eagled on more