Wordsmatter
Words matter or word smatter? You decide.
I haven’t forgotten
Live in peace. React in love. Help whenever you can. Let’s use 9/11 to make us better. We can’t afford to sacrifice our humanity for the sake of our existence.
Collateral damage
[Warning: this post is way more polite than it deserves to be.] What a mess. What an absolute effing mess. I was horrified when I first heard what had happened in Uvalde. All those children! The horror continued to renew itself as details of the situation emerged,...
Regifting
At every life event, good or bad, my people show up. It may not be everyone each time and it may not look exactly as I imagined, but someone is there. In fact, it's usually a whole lot of people. Some are family, some are friends, but at this point, those lines are...
The power of belief
Several weeks ago I undertook a writing project outside my comfort zone. Truthfully, it didn't amount to much, but it involved my own content--not something I had written on behalf of someone else--and it made me feel vulnerable. I was nervous and unsure, but...
If you can’t control your children
If you haven’t heard this, chances are you’ve thought something like it. If you can’t control your children… …you shouldn’t bring them in the first place.…you should take them out of here.…you’re going to have to leave. As parents, we spend a lot of time thinking...
New and improved
If you read my last post, Miss Labeled, you may have picked up that I'm starting to give more attention to my writing. Part of that included rejuvenating this blog, and I recommitted to Monday-through-Friday posts. I kept that up for a few weeks, and then I backed...
Miss Labeled
It's easy to sit on this side of the keyboard and write insightful anecdotes, but there's always more beneath the surface. And once in a while, someone will challenge me on it. Recently I joined an online writers' group and I love it. I feel validated, have a safe...
Live and learn
I screwed up. Again. And to make matters worse, my transgression fell in an area I supposedly know how to navigate: communication. After carefully choosing my words and even putting in a little extra effort (because that's what friends do, right?) the response I...
The one thing
Why did I write that? I stumbled into the bathroom, groggy after a short night's sleep. My body wasn't ready to get up, but as usual, my brain raced ahead. That was dumb. Now they'll know how insecure I am about this. I flipped the switch on the wall and the light...
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