Love Helen and Pete

My Grandparents were great people with a love similar to Allie and Noah that’s how they should be remembered and deserved to be remembered. This is how I remember them so I will share their story. Bringing them back to life in all their glory. I remember a picture of them sitting together on their front steps of the house they built.

Remembering

Can you believe the tumor they diagnosed her with was something they determined started to grow with the release of her hormones. Basically as she was becoming a woman her death clock turned on. That is the easiest way I can think of explaining it.

Infinite Memories, Imminent Death

There are lessons to be learned in our tragedy if only we could embrace the moment for all that it is. Although painful in the memories there is some joy too. I get to go back to a time where their lives mattered and bring them back to life.

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…

Dearest Diary…

The passage of time seems to pick up speed the further along the journey I go.  The wave of nostalgia overcomes me as something reminds me of who I used to be.  The memories grow stronger the more in tune I become with who I am.  Hesitanting ever so slightly when I catch my breath…

Review: Jackie After O by Tina Cassidy

How can one not be moved by everything that was Jackie Bouvier Kennedy Onassis? She was enrolled in Mrs Porter’s finishing school and was as fiesty as a whip. She was never one to shy away from speaking her mind and she absolutely loved her horses. Her father was John Vernou “Black Jack” Bouvier III…

Ramblings of a tortured mine

My goal these days is to write down my feelings and thoughts like it was a journal. I post it publicly to hold me accountable. Thinking carefully about what I write in the sense we all fear to be judged. By others, the outside world, the inside world but we forget who’s opinion matters the…

War within Us

How do we know what battles to engage in and which ones to passively let by. Do we engage in the ones that affect the heart, mind or soul? Do you engage in nothing and just live at Peace? Can we truly live at Peace if we are battling a war amongst ourself? When do…

Why Pinup?

Alot of people always wonder how did I decide that I wanted to live a pinup lifestyle. It started simply at first…a love for fashion. A love for standing out in a crowd and being able to bring a smile to those paths you cross. People remember you. Which is an odd thing to say…