The Movement & Joy of the Red Comfy Chair: Single Parenting Life
As I was heading to visit a friend's house, who had offered to let me crash for a while, I found the red comfy chair set out by the road for bulk pickup.
In Love, Things Have a Way of Not Working Out
I am the one. She was not the one. There will be another one. Until I am again, the only one. Alone I stand, again. An adventurer of the heart and soul. "Let's Go!"
Losing Everything Again, And Finding Happiness Anyway
I wrote goodbye letters to my former fiancé. I dug into my feelings and sat there, not really sure what actions to take. So I stayed still. I sat with the feelings. I prayed and meditated. I ate three meals a day and walked in the brutal Texas heat. And I kept going.