While Darcey Sleeps
Morning my lovelies! Welcome to the delayed post about my mums 70th, delayed so the birthday girl didn’t see her cake before she got to eat it! 346 more words
3 days, 16 hours ago
Bless the Sketched Road
Should I ever be lucky enough to have you, my sweet little girl, these are some things I want you to know.
You will be raised saying “yes ma’am” and “no sir.” You will chew with your mouth closed. 610 more words
1 month, 3 weeks ago
Ever wish your mouth would say what your head and heart were thinking? Maybe you’ve always said what you think and you’ve said what you feel. 561 more words
3 months, 1 week ago
First of all, both for our sake and the sake of the three people who may visit this site regularly, I feel the need to share our “no judgies” policy. 323 more words
But it’s MY neighborhood.
That’s right. Today, I’d like to address my community.
It’s not just ANY community.
It’s the community I am a part of because of something tragic in my life. 359 more words
3 months, 3 weeks ago
“I’m not damaged, I’m just different.”
I use this phrase during presentations when trying to explain how living through an abusive marriage has changed me, inside and out. 872 more words
4 months ago
Please pass the cheese platter, ’cause I’m coming at ya with a whole lot of w(h)ine.
I am on the cusp of my senior year of college, and as much as I am being told my life is just beginning, it seems to feel more and more like a scene from Independence Day. 461 more words
4 months, 1 week ago