When Parents Cry

When Parents Cry

I remember coming home from the beach a month ago, exhausted from watching the road, avoiding potholes, listening to Becky talk about her three kids, the two I jokingly call her bad ones, who refuse to do just about anything for themselves or to help her out around...
One Happy Thing

One Happy Thing

I want to write one happy thing. One hopeful thing. I want to find one happy, hopeful thing to focus on tonight. I haven’t written a single creative thing since we left Hindman on July 28. I feel so stuck. I feel like I’m trapped somewhere and I keep reaching for a...
Abandoned

Abandoned

I’ve been absent a lot in August. Physically and mentally. I’m in a funk right now. A deep funk. I’ve been fighting it for weeks and have finally just admitted, this is where I am. I am sad. I feel absolutely overwhelmed with various life events from the past few...
Bristol Casino Future Home of Hard Rock

Bristol Casino Future Home of Hard Rock

I like casinos. I admit that I am a slots junkie. And yes, I have a very addictive personality, so having a casino that is open 24/7 less than ten minutes from me is going to be interesting. But it is what it is. Russ and I went over last Friday and drove around the...
“Hysteria” and “Tonight”

“Hysteria” and “Tonight”

If you’ve been keeping up with me on Facebook, or if you’ve been reading my blogs at all, you know that this is a Summer full of musical memories waiting to be made for me. And the shows I have seen thus far have all been pretty fantabulous! Tears For Fears put on the...