Tag Archives: writing
The Deal of the Art
I had the strange notion to visit an art museum today. I had the day off, the kids were in school and I had no desire to peruse the aisles of Target again, mindlessly dropping things into my cart that … Continue reading →
Carol
I thought about Carol today. I was driving to Walmart, listening to the radio, thinking about the long list of errands for the day and I thought about her. I thought about the last time that I saw her, laying … Continue reading →
The F Word
In our house, the “F” word is Fart. That was until Christmas day. My husband has a few rules about bad words. He doesn’t like the kids to say Butt, Fart, or Stupid. I get it. Hearing a 5 year … Continue reading →
Miss Spelled
My son once asked me what was the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me in my entire life. I gave my answer careful consideration and remembered pretty quickly that time I fell out of my chair during a … Continue reading →
Rebellion
If I were to be completely honest, inside I’m a rebel. Inside I am tattooed, pierced, my hair is purple, and my feet are adorned with combat boots. My heart is in the shape of a pulsing fist with middle … Continue reading →
Corporations are Doctors, Too
This blogpost first appeared on new*normal*gal. This is a great blog about newnormalgal’s journey with breast cancer. She’s funny and sassy and honest. While convalescing from surgery, she asked me to fill in for her and this is what I came … Continue reading →
digging ditches
I inhaled deeply and out came the contents of the day in one long breath. The computers, the patients, the staff, the new EMR system. All of the problems. No solutions. So much frustration. I just want to quit! I … Continue reading →
Push Pull
There is this phenomenon that I would like to discuss. Does this happen to any of you? Of course it does. If you share a bed with another human being, this has happened. It is happening now all over the … Continue reading →
Too Much
My mom died on July 7th 2016. My birthday was July 26th and my wedding anniversary was July 28th. On my mom’s desk in her room, sat two cards, one addressed to me and one addressed to me and my … Continue reading →
Sacrifice
I believe that it is only through sacrifice that we truly find our purpose. The purpose in all of our lives is to help another without reciprocation. We don’t get anything in return except a feeling of great accomplishment and … Continue reading →


