My Life 18/22

The Mess That Is Me

The exodus has begun. Well, actually, it began three years ago, but then it sputtered out and even went backward. Heather was the first...

The girls and I love to travel, whether it’s a short day excursion, a brief overnight trip, or getting away for a few days to discover...

This is the month. As a matter of fact, it’s less than a week away; that fateful day where the first of the children will be leaving the...

“I just received the invite for my ten year reunion. I’m so excited!” Sarah sat on the back porch, giggles oozing from her pores. I sat...

Everyone has preferences as to where they choose to live whether in a house, a condo or an apartment. Personally, I refuse to live in an...

It was supposed to be a nice relaxing night out. The girls had some shopping to do, but first they were getting their nails done, and...

When it came to growing up I was usually a year or two behind everyone else my age. I wasn’t “slow” in any way. I was a straight A...

In 2004, our area was hit by four hurricanes spaced two weeks apart. It was during the aftermath of these storms that my love for porches...

I like going out. Really, I do. I enjoy taking the girls to a new restaurant or out for a night of dancing while listening to one of our...

“What time are you eating Thanksgiving dinner?” I shrugged. “Four or four-thirty. Why?” “Okay, good. I think we can make it. Her family...