Today’s Featured Blog is…Harsh Reality!

Harsh Reality!

HarsH ReaLiTy

Sometimes it feels like life is an endless road of wanting to be accepted. After your family it begins when you comprehend the concept of friendship and with it the pain and harsh reality that not everyone has the same amount of friends in the world. For some who find it hard to form bonds on this planet, this realization comes much quicker than for others. I think regardless of how popular we are there are times at night, when we are alone, that we feel an alienation from everyone else in the world. This includes the ones we love, no matter how strong those bonds might be, for we are human and have those moments. With the severing of the umbilical cord comes a very real release into a world that will often times distrust or hate us. And so we spend the rest of our lives searching for…

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I have to ask…

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Is it just me, or has anyone else gotten a front row seat to witness an otherwise almost normal functioning ex’s degrading mental health after the engagement was announced? If so, please share your story. Seriously!


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Back to Wedding Planning!

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Although I’m still in recovery for another couple of weeks, my brain has awoken and I realized… ‘OMG! The wedding should be in several months and we had to take this huge break from getting anything done! OMG, OMG, OMG…..’  So yeah, about that.

Today, there are 2 items on my agenda that MUST be handled. Invitation ideas and bridal shoes. Think I can manage it? Probably not. But I’ll give it all I’ve got.

I’m having a tough time with bridal shoes. I’m a sky-high-heels kind of girl. Unfortunately for my shoe selection, we’ve opted for an indoor/outdoor gig. Which means there isn’t a heel protector on the planet that will keep me upright and not sunk into the dirt for a minimum of 6 hours.

I would love something like this, but I just can’t…..*sniff *sniff

Bagdley Mischka

Badgley Mischka Women’s Candance Dress Pump, Light Pink, 9.5 M US

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Today’s Featured Reblog is…Real Life!

Real life!

Real Life

“Hate the disease not the addict”. -heard in a Nar-Anon meeting.

Anyone who has lived with or loved an addict knows the all-consuming and unforgiving grip that addiction holds like hands around your neck, suffocating, deathly, and devastating. Anyone who is an addict (or recovering addict) also knows this. Addiction is a state of total control. It is a state of tyranny.

Addiction the authoritarian. Withoutregard for the rules. Without regard for the law. Criminal, robbing us of dignity, soul thieving, murderous.

Addiction the authoritarian. Scapegoating the marginalized, placing blame on others, without responsibility.

Addiction the authoritarian. Fear mongering, divisive, spitting hateful opioid-filled words, inciter of self-loathing and shame.

Addiction the authoritarian. Master of our universe, strong man, ruling by opiate executive order and heroiniron fist.

Addiction the authoritarian. Incessant deceiver, pathological liar, and master manipulator. Spinning silken lies as we nod-out in a web of obliteration.

Addiction the authoritarian…

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Is it Possible to NOT Lie?

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Hi there,

Today I got Busted. With a capital B, for ‘lying’. Not outright lying, or pathological lying, but white-lie lying. And when I tried to defend myself, the reply I received was ‘you lie all the time about this stuff’. I was gobsmacked. I mean…REALLY?! I’ve always considered myself a rather straight forward person, with no time for lies or games. So how did this happen?

I spent quite a bit of time thinking about this after this discussion. This is how my lying evolved. You see, I used to be brutally honest. Like Tourettes – type, couldn’t stop myself, HAD to say what I thought. I’d been raised better than that, but I didn’t have time for bullshit. Better to just say it and get it out there. Surprisingly, I had many friends and they just accepted it as part of my personality. Although…

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Lucinda E. Clarke!!

lucinda E Clarke

I’m typing this under the dining room table, squirming in shame because it has dawned on me that my blogs have all been about me, me and then a bit more me – oh and a lot of dead people too.  But blogs are for sharing, so it’s about time I introduced you to some other great writers besides myself ha ha (Ignore that). So the plan is to feature a new writer each week besides my usual blog and the first up on the podium is


Julie Gilbert 2013 (5 of 25)

Hi. Thanks for letting me chat with you today about the latest Heartfelt Cases story. The Christian Mystery series features a pair of FBI agents and several really personal cases. As one of my narrators pointed out, I sort of have a thing for kidnapping. Such is the case here too. The Keres Case can be read alone, even though…

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Nature’s Arena

In the Arena!

In the Arena

“I own my words, thoughts and actions.

I don’t own your reaction to them.

I don’t own your words, thoughts and actions.

I own my reaction to them.”

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Living without you…

Cyranny’s Cove!

Cyranny's cove


Living without you
by my side, just down the street
in the next town, a stone’s throw

Living without you
dinner in town, at the movies
with the friends, a quiet night
at home,

Living without you
buying presents, just because
worrying that I didn’t love you
enough, never enough

Living without you
writing love letters, delivering them
by hand, watching your face
light up,

Living without you
denies me of these
and other things,
denies me of your presence,
your touch, your words,
your words

Living without you
makes me write
these words,
not hand
not seeing your
not feeling
your touch,
nor hearing your laugh,
not spending
my life


I am,

Living without you…..

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Quirky Quotes 22.03.2017

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“Never make eye contact with a stranger when you’re having a churro.”

-Rucy Ban, All My Life

*Photo credit: Appalachian LeadershipAcademy

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