Broken Heart

Intro to Art: Broken Heart with Buttons and Beads

So sometimes I make stuff. I guess I’m supposed to call it art ... except that I’m not an artist. Oddly, I’ve always felt like I’m supposed to be an artist.  I even have a room with a ton of crap for making things, just in case the apocalypse comes and I can never go outside … Continue reading Intro to Art: Broken Heart with Buttons and Beads

Reflection

Parallel Lives (The Long Intro)

I have started this blog 50 different ways in the few hours it has existed.  After all, when you've been playing hide and seek for four decades and everybody forgot you were playing and no one came to find you, how exactly do you show yourself? Do you tear off all your clothes, kick the … Continue reading Parallel Lives (The Long Intro)

You Don't Know What You Don't Know

Annoyingly Profound, Part 2: “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know”

Throughout my marriage, two of my husband's most-used phrases have driven me crazy.  The first (as in the one which appeared earliest and has been used most often) is "It is what it is."  The second, which appeared only a few years ago, is "You don't know what you don't know" and, oddly enough, this … Continue reading Annoyingly Profound, Part 2: “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know”

Credits

Credits

                    Scenes have come and scenes have gone. Fragmented clips play in the background. Heavy curtains hanging silent at distant edges, become visible, bringing about a curious tilt of the head and a questioning furrow to the eyebrows.   Supporting. Names appear, rolling from the bottom, … Continue reading Credits

Looking Up

A Bad Day of Grief

Update to this post:  Before you read this, know that I did get through the day.  And the next and the next and so on.  I know this will happen again.  I had to remind myself that I'm allowed to feel grief and that it will come back at unexpected moments.  It's okay.  I'm still … Continue reading A Bad Day of Grief