These may only seem to anyone as three roses and baby breath being preserved. To me the are a memory of my three children taking me out on mother’s day this year. It’s weird. Why would I, a woman who was bulimic for thirty years deserve such wonder? Or is this my message that each […]
Read MoreMonth: May 2014
Male Version of Meaness
I didn’t think I’d find one! Bonus google! I DID. Meaness. This is my ex. Cruella In male form. Both. Interestingly enough I used to be afraid, not anymore. They hide behind their own insecurities. May they find their peace. I used to eat them and throw them up. But they cannot get me into […]
Read MoreLosing Love Happily
I don’t know where to begin. All the things that I hate came out tonight by some evil devil who brought up my past pains of the previous relationships I had. The one who is jealous but claims to be protective and one of two only men I loved. Strangely enough both controlling but in […]
Read MoreBest Day
No not my three children but their love and wisdom of love is reflective. So too the humour. And to my other three loves that are my dogs I thank you for being here when my beautiful humans cannot be. Beautiful balance of love. A Mother’s love.
Read MoreOne of The Most Awesome Mother’s Day Gifts
One might think a Mother’s Day gift is wrapped in fine paper with a ribbon on top. Mine is not. Mine happened tonight when my youngest son spoke to me about my influence on how he wants to treat a woman and his apology for not responding to my texts. I don’t mind no responses. […]
Read MoreEating Disorder And Love
When I got married I had already told my ex that I was bulimic. He strangely enough accepted this without question. It wasn’t until a month after being married that I learned he was a cross dresser. I accepted it too but it did put a glitch in our sexual life. How ironic. I was […]
Read MoreDid I Ever Love Him?
Interesting thought. I thought I was in love with my ex-husband for the 22 years I knew him yet today wonder if I ever loved him at all! I know I love my children, but 11 years later they are not attached to him anymore in my emotions. And now I guess I know what […]
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