Category: Journal
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If All My Exes Live in Texas, Then Why Am I Still Here?
The hands of change touch everything in my life these days—pushing, pulling, prodding, stopping. What can sometimes be sensuous is now a bully—what egged me on now forces me into submission. I’m learning choke holds in Jiu-Jitsu right now. Is that why I feel like life has me by the throat? If life is a…
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Late Introduction
It is weird to think of writing in 2024… books and blogs are becoming obsolete in the age of social media blurbs and TikTok shorts. However, I believe that the written word could (and should) have power still, and writing is one of my passions in life. I guess I am a Renaissance woman of…
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Grief
There aren’t words for grief; I will try. Sometimes it is looking in a mirror and realizing we were more similar than I thought. That makes me sad. Sometimes it is knowing she would not have been able to stand my drinking or the fact that I’m probably an atheist. That makes…
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Passion
I have tasted the beauty of the world now as an adult, and I am transfixed by it. I always wanted to be an attorney, and two dropouts later, I found myself a working paralegal– still chasing a middle school dream. It is an accomplishment, and I am proud of it, that I stayed the…