I am a truth teller and more power to my daughter who gets to read my remarkable shit <3

lately, I have spent a lot of time blogging some of my most personal endeavors as a way to release and heal the once lethal toxic secretive poison consumed within my heart, allowing the surrounding sickness of this truth a healthy outlet..maybe some people would disagree with my platform since it sheds some deep personal light on some heavy issues and problems that most people cant discuss which I can appreciate and … Continue reading I am a truth teller and more power to my daughter who gets to read my remarkable shit <3

mother of a soldier..

    There are times when we are invited by our children to be apart of their success and share in their beaming moments of absolute pride..it is in those moments of invitation that we are able see their hard work pay off and witness first hand the bliss of a job most well done … Continue reading mother of a soldier..

the thought of having to wake up tomorrow at the crisp time of 630 am is painful to my inner child

here it is, the last day of summer vacation we all have been dreading because we have been thoroughly enjoying the season of summer, well at least I have..i have been loathing this moment this past month, since I have truly have enjoyed  this summer with my teenage daughter and our family as a whole.. this summer in particular, … Continue reading the thought of having to wake up tomorrow at the crisp time of 630 am is painful to my inner child

..i cant imagine what it is like to be you in the circle of us

im not sure what its like to be a step father, but I can imagine from a mothers perspective as mine, its got to be the most single handling hardest job on earth, especially within our tribal family.. for the last 5.4 years, I have watched you, my beloved husband, love these girls as flesh of your own, … Continue reading ..i cant imagine what it is like to be you in the circle of us

“Hi, its me the boy from the banana fields”

Have you ever been so down and out in your personal relationships, that you know in your heart of hearts that it has to be better than this..i was twice divorced in the years in between my encounter with Eran and a couple of failed relationships later..on paper I must have looked like a fucking hot mess, que … Continue reading “Hi, its me the boy from the banana fields”