My own two feet

My own two feet

First of all. Brandi Carlile is my mother effing spirit animal. He music hits me straight in the heart every time I hear her beautiful voice.

J is in school getting a certification right now. He wants a better job and he wants to find a place to work where he can be happy. On top of that he is in the process of buying a home for the first time after renting for as long as he has been on his own. He is in a band and they have been practicing and performing. And he has me. Poor guy has a full plate. Continue reading “My own two feet”

Follow up to Letter’s I will never send (but already sort of did): Dear J. Response: Dear Heather.

Follow up to Letter’s I will never send (but already sort of did): Dear J. Response: Dear Heather.

Masqued. You challenged me. I have an Olympic Gold in crappy self esteem. But this will feel good.

Dear Heather,

Because you are hard on yourself sometimes here are 50 Reasons why you are a Strong Awesome Woman: Continue reading “Follow up to Letter’s I will never send (but already sort of did): Dear J. Response: Dear Heather.”