Category Archives: What he/she said:

Owning it

“I now see how owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we will ever do.”  Brené Brown Easier said than done, Dr. Brown. But I hear you. My story hasn’t been the most uplifting tale as of late, as this blog has well documented. Granted, I’m usually more melodramatic […]

Year 37

A Dream Deferred by Langston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over– like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does […]

“A poem for someone I miss”

Her head and her heart were constantly at war. Her connections to others were the casualties. Her own words were bullets. Her happiness was. -Anonymous [link]


“You were my cup of tea. I drink coffee now.” (not sure who said it. But #truth.)

What she said:

In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is […]

What she said:

Can I get an amen? It’s pretty crazy how similar I am to the Piper character in the series (well, except for the whole being in jail bit).  

That’s what she said

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that […]