My drug of choice

Just based on principle, I probably shouldn’t be writing right now. But I feel like the only way to clear my head is to reason things out on “paper” so I don’t go insane. Saturdays are hard for me be cause there is no routine. No agenda. And my family seems to be fine withContinueContinue reading “My drug of choice”

Myself! Myself! Myself!

I was talking with a friend a couple of days ago who has a story that rivals any memoir I have ever read about dysfunctional families. I told her she should write her own book. She basically told me, “No way! I don’t want to sit down and think about any of that on purpose!”ContinueContinue reading “Myself! Myself! Myself!”

“Hypocrisy”. I hate that word.

“How you DO your life is your real and final truth, not what ideas you believe.”   -Richard Rohr This sentence has been invading my thoughts since I read it a couple of weeks ago. I can’t shake it, and for good reason. It challenges everything I think and act on every minute of theContinueContinue reading ““Hypocrisy”. I hate that word.”