Pingback: https://wordpress.com/post/perfectlyimperfect32com.blog/4827 At just twenty-six-years-old, my world crumbled around me. The facade of a life that I had been pretending to enjoy crumbled around me. The death of my beloved grandfather was shortly followed by my long overdue filing for divorce. At the time my son was just three-years-old. I was a stay-at-home-mom with no car,… Continue reading When Disastrous Yields Delight
Pingback: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tether/ Today's prompt, tether, is a personal one for me. Typically our daily prompts inspire me to write essays or poems, but not today. When my son, Jack, was a brand-spanking-new-infant, my mother noticed a fleshy dimple of sorts at the top of his bum, right where his spine and bum met. A first… Continue reading Tethered No More
*This article was originally featured on enigmalife.com @http://enigmalife.com/stories/my- "I'm engaged," my best friend, Lynn, of 20 years excitedly exclaimed through the phone, while simultaneously texting me a picture of her smiling so brightly that she was gleaming, holding up her left hand, showcasing her bright and shiny new engagement ring. "Congratulations! I'm so happy for… Continue reading My Best Friend Is Getting Married…Now What?
Amazing vacations spent with family chock full of beach days, hikes, ice cream, and cookouts, along with endless Summer days spent “riding bikes” to nowhere and playing manhunt until the street lights came on are some of my fondest childhood memories. Great as those times were, my very favorite memories don't look anything like the… Continue reading My Unusual Favorite Childhood Memories
Pingback: https://momsorganicbohofoodfun.com/2015/09/28/motherly-love/ For a long time, I wasn't quite sure when childhood ended for me. Always wise beyond my years, uber-responsible, and full of ambition, I feel like I've been a similar version of myself throughout the entirety of my life. I've experienced many milestones that traditionally symbolize the "end of childhood." Getting my first job… Continue reading Childhood Ending Version 24
Pingback: https://thetemenosjournal.com/2017/06/03/friend/ This week we were challenged to share an image of a friend. Friends come in all shapes, sizes, and species. The image I have decided to share is a simple one, though the relationship it embodies is anything but simple. This seemingly mundane photo shows a long-lasting, supportive, loyal, honest, and loving friendship, and… Continue reading Not Just My Friend, My Person
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When I was scared and alone You appeared. Asking nothing of me and giving your all You saved me. Infusing my depleated soul with unconditional love, You woke my heart and ignited a fury more passionate than I ever thought possible. For You the fury continues to burn. Endlessly.
Moms, Dads, athletes, professionals, and students are all common ways that people identify themselves. For a period of time during my younger years I identified myself as a Type A Perfectionist. I was born with a plan and goals and nothing was going to stop me from completing my plans and achieving my goals. As time… Continue reading Accepting My Identity Outside of “Mother”
Born and raised in Boston, I grew up a strict Irish Catholic. If I wasn't at Mass with one set of grandparents over the weekend, my Dad made sure my siblings and I were there with him and my Mom. Maybe because of the connotation my Faith carries so closely to my grandparents', or maybe… Continue reading Why I Refuse to Let My Faith be Tested