I’m really struggling this week. Actually, I’ve been struggling for a couple of weeks now. I’m sad and I feel quite helpless about it. I’m…
I am one of those people who pushes herself a little (a lot?) too hard when there’s a goal to be met. But I’m trying…
I’ve said goodbye to Frieda today and it makes me so sad. I know you’re probably thinking “It was just a car; what’s the big…
Whatifs are terrible little things. They hold us back from doing all of the important things in life. They feed on fear and worry and self-doubt. But…
I love stir fry. It’s amazingly-awesome food. (Except for those icky water chestnuts and bamboo shoots that my folks always put in the stuff. ::shudder::)…
Since Paul died I’ve really struggled with my identity, which is a bit ironic when I think about the identity struggle I went through as…
I was born in a hospital (not in a barn, as sometimes questioned by my mom, who should really know!) on February 21, 1974. The…