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Those friends who know me well, the ones who have seen my dark side, now and again inform me that I am a pessimist. I, on the other hand, believe myself to be more correctly labeled a Realist. Truth is that I often do tend to see the dark side of the picture. Constant, cheerful smiles just make me tired. I mean, sure, smile and be happy, but in moderation for pity's sake! Maybe that is just me, being my twisted self. I have to fight the urge to go down the windy, hopeless path way more often than I...

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Sometimes we wax eloquent about how wonderful, amazing, and out of this world the good old days were. We get all nostalgic and wish to return to those days where all was right with the world, and problems did not exist, and everyone lived in perfect harmony and peace with themselves and their neighbors. Ha! I am sorry to say those days are nonexistent. They live in our fantasies. They are a wisp of wishful thinking. Those days were filled with problems too. I will have to burst your bubble on that point. Yesterday, the 8 year old princess insisted...

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Yes, I am serious. We need to stop telling people that they can be/do anything they want to be/do. Because it just is not true. If you have unlimited finances, are relatively smart, and have little to no physical/mental limitations, you might be able to pull it off. Otherwise, you are out of luck. Pessimistic, you might label me. I believe I am simply being realistic. Have you ever actually met anyone who was everything they ever wanted to be? Who climbed up the ladder of success and had it all just the way they wanted it? Maybe they did,...

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Ah. My beloved city! How I have missed thee!!!! Here where I can freely blow the horn without having people glare at me. Here where you sweat just for being. Here where everything takes longer to arrive. Here where the space is limited and shared. Here, well, where I belong. Unexplainably I belong. (Yes, I know I may or may not have made that word up.) I feel so happy to be back! Where it's familiar and crazy and hard and stressful and loved. My routine-loving heart can settle in and be full. And, let's not forget the princess! In...

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I'm just an ordinary girl, with an ordinary story. Well, kinda. In all the ordinariness, I could talk of high aspirations, dreams, longings, hopes. Don't we all want to make an extraordinary difference in someone's life? Don't we all have dreams bigger than life, hopes just waiting to spring to life, dreams pulsing through our veins? But, most of us will die, having only lived the ordinary, the mundane, the job, the cleaning, the bills, the heartbreaks, and sometimes the supreme joy moments. And we will die, having lived our blip of time, and maybe, if we are lucky, a...

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