Category: Marriage in the Making

The Golden Second Fiddle

There is a time when life is grand and gold and all things are possible. Youth has brass balls and no one can break them. In youth we think we’re the epitome of golden gods. No one can take away the certainty that we are young and immortal. Immortality fades away taking youth with it. Caressing carefree uncertainty is replaced…

Love Is Love Until It Isn’t

Love is love until it isn’t. When it’s no longer present in the heart or soul, we’re walking and talking with only emptiness making us whole. My eyes are trying to see the world but they can’t seem to grasp the slightest bit of understanding. Emotionless and void, working and earning, I am a woman completing every have-to-task bestowed on…

Bars & Boys

I’ve loved two men in my entire life. The number I’ve conquered is a far greater tally, but I’ve only truly ever loved two. First love and what I assume to be my current last love. There is no added benefit in shouting the drunken late night couplings with men whose names I can’t recall. They were hiccups in a story…

Behind My Bedroom Door

Have you read enough?  Probably not. I’ve got tales, stories, and memories still floating anxiously in this mind of mine. I’ve got words to string together to tell you about my love. Yet, there are many questioning one aspect behind my bedroom door. Tonight, let’s swing the door wide open. Allow you to smell the sweat-covered sheets. Take note of…

Rosaries Hang Over A Machete

She comes to you with a kaleidoscope filled with multi-colored worries. Blood red drenched massacre overrides love. Orange, yellow sun covered evening as people shed clear tears. Blue sadness pours over the summer of 2016. Green mountains hide her away. Lush coverage she traveled back into, unaware of what happened. She knew something had happened. Her best friend handed his…

A Misfit Is Born

Cleaning out the attic, I stumbled across a picture. I don’t have many pictures from my past. Most of them were lost in between moves and crashing electronics. Pictures stored on hard drives within old computers. Some of them were stuffed into a shoebox, and forgotten. Then we found a dust covered shoebox. Our hands were already black with decades…

My Second Wedding On Good Housekeeping Tonight

For years when I began writing on this website, I felt like I was a hiding a secret. The husband readers had come to know wasn’t my first husband. I had another wedding. It was drastically different than the wedding I had with my second husband. Please click on the link below to read: “After My First Marriage Ended, I…

Sunday Morning Rising

The child went to bed an hour later, almost an hour and a half later than his normal bedtime if I were to be exact. Wild Saturday night shenanigans happened. The husband and I taught him to kick a soccer ball; in the house. Yes, he kicked a ball in the house. To be fair and honest, he hardly kicked…

Cutting Down Pine Trees

“In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don’t ever shine I would shiver the whole night through” Nirvana “Where Did You Sleep Last Night” I’m weary from shivering. My heart aches from having to consistently walk away. I am capable of running and having my feet rip open the cracks in the concrete. Don’t follow me. Don’t track me…

Two Weeks

The ghost has came calling… Again. It’s been the nature of my personality, the haunting apparition always hanging off of my back. She holds me down and begs for solitude. “Climb inside your mind and rest,” she’ll say. Take one day off. Take two. Take a week down. When I realize I need to surface from her grave, it’s been…

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