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 andContinue reading “I am a truth teller and more power to my daughter who gets to read my remarkable shit <3”
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 doneContinue reading “mother of a soldier..”
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 have watched you over this time navigate a path that came with out directions, into a family that has continued over time to diminish & take away the role that you became. Sometimes the universe unbeknownst to us, chooses the timing of a love to come into fruition regardless of the external forces, to teach its lessons in that kind of love. I believe we have always been chosen in each life together, to show the world around us, this intimate most beautiful lesson, as difficult & painful as it’s been.
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, queContinue reading ““Hi, its me the boy from the banana fields””