After recently becoming obsessed with Arrow, a show on the CW for those who don't know, and pretty much binge watching all three seasons in the matter of a little over a week, there was something said by one of the characters in the first episode of the third season that has continued to resonate with me.... Continue Reading →
The Compromise of Marriage
Since the moment I said "I do" eight years ago, my life has changed more in the fact that some of the scenery is different but not so much the life that we started together. Some of the friends we had then are no longer in our lives, new jobs, my stepson is gone and a... 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 →
How to Save A Life
It's been almost six years since we lost my stepson in a four-wheeling accident. And after recently watching Grey's Anatomy and watching the fictional Meredith Grey have to sign the papers to disconnect her husband, "McDreamy," from the machines keeping him alive and standing by his bedside as he took his last breathe, my life was... 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 →
Family: A Group of People Related by Common Ancestry or Common Characteristics
Growing up, I was always used to having a small family with just my parents, my brother, my mom’s father and my mom’s aunt. Holidays were always small, but that’s what I became accustomed to as a child. When I met Tim and started getting to know more about his family, what intrigued me was... Continue Reading →
Just Keep Swimming. Just Keep Swimming, Swimming, Swimming
When I was in college, I had these short-lived dreams of playing basketball for Webster University, a Division III university where anyone could essentially try to play a sport if they wanted. But after a summer of keeping to a strict workout regime, courtesy of a friend who was probably the most in shape person... 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 →