The building blocks to a life well lived usually start from there. To nurture those in our family is to give them our unconditional love and support. What is missing from my life is a cheerleader, somebody to help me up when I fall down. Without a husband who cares and loves me I am just a middle aged lady growing cold.
Category: journal
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This hurts alot more than it should. At least alot more than I care to admit. If I don’t get these feelings out of me it is going to eat me up alive. Did you ever wonder what it would feel like if nobody loved you, recognized you, cared for you or even appreciated if you were around. This has become my living nightmare as I transition through day to day.
Loving and Losing An Addict
The monitors beeping tell us you are still with us. That cold dark feeling tells us you aren’t. Holding your hands, brushing your hair out of your eyes, rubbing your feet…all of desperate just to see you smile again. The only reason why you are still with us is our guilt. That is what keeps…
The Fall of an Era…Or just my marriage…
Letting me know that he only has to invest just enough to make him happy. Nothing more nothing less. Nothing makes a human being crazier than a lack of human touch.
From Pin-Up Dreams to Mothering….
So pinch me in the morning as I want one more night of living this dream!
Diary of madness, diary of hope, diary of utter confusion (and that is alright lol)
So even if my storey only reaches just one. That is the one that matters most. Because you are the one that needed to read this most.
Destination Yuba: where sisterhood meets to play
A journey of not only self reflection or discovery but also with the eagerness to make a connection that stimulates my soul.
Diary of an Unhinged Housewife
***as always my diary entries are prose. Just another way for me to communicate my thoughts artistically to try and leave an imprint on the World.*** I stare at him sleeping than back at my phone. I can hear the murmur of the news just more headlines how humanity is rapidly failing us which makes…
Adapting to Change
How many times have we dreamed of a different life but unsure what that path looks like? Maybe we have just become to complacent in our ways that we accept the hand that we have been dealt and move on. I have always been that one that thought the Universe would just give to me…
Before Freedom Comes Great Evil
In a growing World of violence and hate having a face we are subject to fatalities with no end in sight . It is a sad reality but most of us can recognize the face that stares back at us on social media. It is always somebody’s husband/wife, son/daughter friend. We have become so sheltered…
Miss Ruby Sweet Cheeks 
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