"The ups and downs are usually not that bad, but it's the damn twists and turns that get me every single time." – J. Hasamear
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 →
"The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new." The other day I strolled into a place that had once been my second home. I couldn’t believe how long it had been since I had stepped through its front door. I was 23... Continue Reading →
Throughout my own hectic life, I sometimes come to a crossroads where I am left to wonder is it truly possible to have it all without losing my ever-lovin' mind. Most of the time it is my own sense of self-doubt that gets the better of me and leads me to believe that there may... Continue Reading →
Earlier this month, I saw a post on Facebook about one of my stepson’s gymnastics friends who had gotten married to adorable young lady in California. Of course, I wish him and his beautiful bride nothing but a long happy life together. At the same time, as l looked at the pictures of their happy life... Continue Reading →
Seven years ago, we lost a part of our heart. My stepson left for a weekend with his friends and never came home. The wave of his hand and his 'Goodbye' are etched in my mind forever.
So this week, I turn 39. When I was younger, I believed anyone over the age of 30 was old. As a teenager, I hoped to accomplish so much by the time I finished my 20s. Now that I'm nearly 40, I keep trying to tell myself that I'm only as old as I feel and... Continue Reading →
Every time I pass the cemetery where my father is buried and the one where Timothy is buried, I always find myself blowing kisses, as if they are just sitting on an imaginary bench by the road, waiting to catch my kisses whenever my car passes. For nearly 14 years now, blowing kisses has become second nature... Continue Reading →
Somewhere between here and there is a place where so many things are possible... where your children behave without even a cross eye, the bills all get paid and there's money leftover at the end of every month, those vacation plans you've wanted to make for so long don't seem so out of reach and... Continue Reading →
Every now and then, I am disheartened to see people who graduated with me in college still loyal and enthusiastic about our Alma Mater. When I look back on my college experience, I came away with great memories of finding my way after one tumultuous freshmen year of basically being a wallflower, working behind the... Continue Reading →
Most of my memories as a student at Ursuline Academy, an all-girls Catholic high school, still remain crystal clear even 20 years later, especially my senior year. To this day, I can still remember the smell of the hallways, the feel of my school uniform, rushing to advisement in the mornings because we always had to... Continue Reading →
Does this Roller Coaster ever stop? 