I lost a friend today. 

There are too many emotions, this feeble heart breaks. 

Many regrets fill my mind, of one longing for my time. 

A sad soul, searching for love. Now he rests with God above. 

I pray his heart is now at ease, and his gentle soul, rests in peace. 

Heed my advise, have no regrets. Do not look back, at things you’ve missed. 

Life is short, take time to care. One day the friendship, will not be there. 

RIP Dear Friend. You will be missed. 



I came across this meme and had to share. There couldn’t be a more truer statement, to describe myself. Much like Thelma, I am completely lost without my glasses and can’t see a thing without them. I also search for depth, in everyone I meet. Which makes this combination of wit and humor, perfect.

I must tell you all, how truly grateful I am to read your blogs. Your depth brings me comfort and my cup runneth over. The atmosphere of the blogging world, has become a place of healing for me and I gain strength, through each of you.

Your intelligence and discernment, make me a better person. So, thank you!

You are all pretty awesome.


Sometimes words, along with confusion, get in the way, of what the heart is trying to say. If I can relay one important message, I care. Not with eyes that see the exterior, but with a soul that seeks, beyond human barriers. 

You are cared for, each and everyday. And you are loved. 


When you’re bored and your children introduce you to snapchat. 

My life isn’t always so serious. My kids enjoy my goofy nature. 

Wow! This filter has made me look 20 years younger. Is there make up that can do this on a daily basis? I’m just sayin. šŸ™‚

When the day is ruff, but you’re still doggone cute! LOL! 

This filter is my favorite. I like this relaxed,  artistic look. It is fabulous! šŸ–Œ

Laughter is good for the soul. 



Signs are all around me. Everywhere I turn. Something jogs my memory and these feelings for you burn.

Sitting at a stop light, walking in the park, remembrance of interactions, from the very start.

Fighting to forget you, It’s hopeless and can’t be done. When fate is in the making, the battle’s already won.


Someone recently asked me, if I feared challenge. Life in itself, is a challenge. We take from our life experiences, then allow them to define and make us. And sometimes, reshape us. 

So my answer to this question, hell no. I do not fear challenge. 



My co-workers and friends cannot understand why I turn down or sometimes even cancel dates. They think I should put my feelings aside and give the person a chance. I strongly disagree and I will explain why.

I have spent half of my life, looking for the love of my life. I have turned my life upside down, preparing for dates, hoping to meet Prince Charming. I have spent countless hours, shopping and getting my hair done, as us women often do, anticipating and looking forward to a single date. The butterflies are fluttering and I am confident all will go well.

The day finally arrives.

Upon arrival of the planned meeting place and the initial introductions, there is immediate weirdness. The awkwardness of sitting across from a complete stranger, trying to force unwanted conversation sets in. I’m an introvert, so it makes these encounters, that much more unbearable.

So, while I am sitting there picking at my food,  trying to discreetly look at my watch, the disappointment sinks in. There is absolutely nothing between us. No sparks, no excitement of going through this again. Nothing! Just this long, never ending dinner.

Finally, the date is over. Hallelujah! I can politely thank this person for enduring such an uncomfortable evening with me and depart into my much needed solitude, because after all of this, I am socially drained. I will seep into my comfort zone, only to do it all again, weeks later.

The disappointment has always been excruciating.

It doesn’t matter if I’m into the guy or not. Either two things occur. I find the guy attractive, but he’s a player, with no intentions of seriously dating one woman, or I am uninterested and the guy is completely smitten with me. I am then forced to hurt his feelings, which I hate doing. I would rather be the recipient of disappointment. It’s easier than giving it.

There have been the few occasions where the date went extremely well, but shortly after, the relationship took off entirely too fast. Though chemistry was evident and strong, later I found the relationship lacked the emotional attachment I longed for, ending in disappointment, yet again.

The thought of going through all of this, makes me physically sick. I just can’t do it. There has got to be more than all of this.

Plus, I have finally reached a place, where for once, I am content with myself. I am discovering I actually like myself. Who knew?! Maybe I need to discover more about myself and I am perfectly ok with that.

Eventually, I hope to meet someone who appreciates all that I am and will take time getting to know me, on a much deeper level. Until then, I will continue dating solitude. It understands me.