I once read in some waiting room magazine that sometimes, toddlers shutdown. Literally, their brain will in a sense, misfire, and throw them into a whirlwind of confusion and anxiousness, which will then cause them to cry because you asked if they want to eat spaghetti or ravioli. The writer's suggested method of repair during … Continue reading A Hug and a Safe Place
Do you ever wonder if you're living life right? Now, I don't use the phrase in the way an old religious grandmother would - to suggest that not being home by 11pm would quantify you as a bad person. No, not in that way. Because I'm great. And I come home when I please. Living … Continue reading Living Life Left
I knew it was going to be a bad day when my alarm went off, and I opened my eyes. Nothing big happened in those few seconds, but I felt it in my gut. I also felt hungry, but, duh. Anyway, I focused on positivity, started my morning tasks, and continued to run into issues. … Continue reading Sitting Curbside
Harvey has for the most part passed, physically. His trail of destruction is still lingering though. As I said in Part 1, this was my first hurricane and I had no real idea what to expect before, during, or after the storm. Yes, I'd seen past new stories, and heard accounts from friends... HOWEVER... You … Continue reading Steve Harvey: A Hurricane Story Pt. 4
