So, a poem on being done with it all, except greatness…

I'm fed up, I'm done, but not finished. I can no longer hold back. There is greatness inside of me. I am too sparkly to be dulled. There are too many good ideas. Many great theories to share. I can no longer quell them. Ineptness from "superiors" drains me. So, no more talking the talk.…

So, do we really change that much after middle school?

So, my sweet and innocent daughter (she really is), got caught up in a not so nice group chat for her theater camp last night. One unsavory chick called out a person saying that they stink and don't have good hygeine- yadda, yadda, yadda. She didn't say who they were, but she was being incredibly…

So, I skipped church this morning and slept in and sleep is not so bad…and neither is change

In case I haven't told you before, I suck at sleeping. I really do. I stay up and think and worry and plan and think some more. My body was overdue for rest, but I hate that I missed church in order to catch up. I ended up going to 2 church functions later, so…

So, does it feel like everyone is moving forward in their lives while you aren’t evolving one bit??

For me it does, a lot lately. With all of this down-time this month, I have had a lot of time to think. And sometimes, too much thinking time is not a good thing. At least not for me! I had a conversation with  my daughter today and she was saying how she was tired…