I Am Chosen Not Forsaken I Am Who You Say I Am You Are For Me Not Against Me

Zero. Zero chance of this thing getting a solution this time around. My neurologist came in this morning with all his groupies to do rounds and had a lot to say. Starting with the fact I do not have a usual case. My electrical activity is coming 24/7 from the right side, like even right … Continue reading I Am Chosen Not Forsaken I Am Who You Say I Am You Are For Me Not Against Me

Tiptoe Through The Tulips With Me Knee Deep In Flowers We’ll Stray We’ll Keep The Shadows Away

Over the past few years or so, I’ve gotten really into house plants. Now if you knew me in ANY way shape or form at ANY point in my life life beforehand, you’d know I previously had what I’d self diagnosed as a ‘black thumb’ as opposed to a green thumb. I killed anything that … Continue reading Tiptoe Through The Tulips With Me Knee Deep In Flowers We’ll Stray We’ll Keep The Shadows Away

Get It On, Get It On’Cause Tonight Is The NightWhen 2 Become 1

It’s just so much. I can tell you right here and now I don’t have the words to describe properly what I want to say, but I’ll start with; it’s just so much. So many feelings, to many emotions. Not necessarily good emotions either. Hate, sorrow, anger, all mixed in in such large amounts. To … Continue reading Get It On, Get It On’Cause Tonight Is The NightWhen 2 Become 1

Staring At The Bottom Of Your Glass Hoping One Day You’ll Make A Dream Last But Dreams Come Slow, And They Go So Fast

I just lost part of my most valuable piece of jewelry. As we all know I’m not a millionaire or anything close, so I don’t have a huge collection of jewelry. I have a bunch of cheap costume jewelry that was bought at places like Walmart or Superstore by my kids for Christmas over the … Continue reading Staring At The Bottom Of Your Glass Hoping One Day You’ll Make A Dream Last But Dreams Come Slow, And They Go So Fast

The World Outside Looks So Unkind I’m Countin’ On You To Carry Me Through

So if you're the praying type, please pray for me. I took a detour on my way to the office this morning to gather myself. My boss let me know yesterday that conveniently he would be in the office today. It's been months since we've seen each other and now of ALL days, I'll have … Continue reading The World Outside Looks So Unkind I’m Countin’ On You To Carry Me Through

From Good Friends And True, From Old Friends And New, May Good Luck Go With You, And Happiness Too

It's my birthday. I have successfully lived 33 years. Well, I've lived 33 years. How successful I've done it can be left up for debate. I woke up sick this morning. I haven't really been sick in years but of course it would be today. A day I was actually trying to look forward to. … Continue reading From Good Friends And True, From Old Friends And New, May Good Luck Go With You, And Happiness Too

Time To Take A Stand And Save Our Future Like We All Got Shot / Throwing Up Our Hands Don’t Let Them Shoot Us ‘Cause We All We Got, We All We Got God Ain’t Put Us On The Earth To Get Murdered, It’s Murder

Phew. A lot of emotions. Just a heads up I don't have a clear plan of what I'm going to write today because there are currently so many things going through my head. I'm just trying to organize my mind so I can get on with my day. My kids and I have been talking … Continue reading Time To Take A Stand And Save Our Future Like We All Got Shot / Throwing Up Our Hands Don’t Let Them Shoot Us ‘Cause We All We Got, We All We Got God Ain’t Put Us On The Earth To Get Murdered, It’s Murder

For 400 Years You Had Your Knees On Our Necks A Garden Of Evil With No Seeds Of Respect In America’s Mirror All She Sees Is Regret Instead Of Letting Blood Live They Begging For Blood Let

Here’s a text conversation I never thought would have to take place. As a mom, I talk about it all with my kids, as most of my readers know by now. We've discussed drugs. We've talked about God and religion. We've had in depth chats about where babies come from and the intimacy of relationships. … Continue reading For 400 Years You Had Your Knees On Our Necks A Garden Of Evil With No Seeds Of Respect In America’s Mirror All She Sees Is Regret Instead Of Letting Blood Live They Begging For Blood Let