As I look toward the future, I wonder what lies ahead. Will I ever find what I am truly looking for? Will my husband find what he's been looking for after a very long time and figure out what makes him happy again? What does the road ahead look like? More bumps and potholes, or... Continue Reading →
The Journey of a Lifetime Starts with a Single Step
When someone starts the journey to try to figure out what happened to the person who once looked back at them in the mirror, they don't always know what they’ll find along the way. As January 2017 approached, I knew I needed to do something to change who I was becoming inside and out. I... Continue Reading →
What would Pop say?
Fifteen years later after losing my father, I still find myself wondering “What would Pop say?” at the most random times. I don’t mean just when I have been offered a new job or when I got married, instead simple little things like buying a book or picking out new clothes or even scolding my... Continue Reading →
Six Years Gone, But Maybe It’s Six Years Lived Too
Six years… 72 months… 313 weeks… 2191 days… 52,594 hours… 3,153,600 minutes… That’s how long Timothy’s been gone. It’s hard to believe really because it feels like just yesterday when it all happened – the accident, the hospital, the preparations, the wake, the funeral and then the moving on with our lives. Not a day... Continue Reading →
7 Life Lessons I would tell the 23-year-old me now 15 years later
Since I am quickly approaching my 38th birthday in a little less than two months, I have to stop and think about what I would tell the 23-year-old me if I had the chance to stand in front of that wide-eyed young woman who was ready to take on the world of journalism, fall in love... Continue Reading →
Those Damn Life Events that Automatically Play on Repeat When We Least Expect Them
It was a beautiful Saturday evening in June, and Tim and I had decided to get out of the house for a little while. I remember that we were walking down Main Street in Collinsville when my phone rang. Tim was carrying Sweet Pea's pumpkin seat in one hand, holding my hand with the other... Continue Reading →
Fighting the onset of that “Un-Magical Moment” through Adulthood
When I was growing up, like most young people, I couldn’t wait to get older and be an adult. And now I watch my own children and just wish I could bottle up their youth so when they grow up, I could pour it over their heads so they could remember how good they had... Continue Reading →