My friend's ex husband passed away. They were together three years. Married for four. Divorced for six years. And they have an eight year old daughter. What happened to his ashes? After they put some in lockets for them and his family, my friend was given his ashes so, per his mother, "he can be with his wife and daughter." But how do you explain ( Read more... )

I have had a lot of luck lately making connections. With November speeding towards us, it is only a matter of time before plans are set in motion. And I will warn you ahead of time, it may be a bit rough. I will explain later but I will not hold anything back. The excerpt was posted yesterday and already I’m receiving great and eager for more ( Read more... )

Friday morning I was on the edge of my seat and it seemed heavily like Christmas morning excitement. I knew I was going to go see my bestest best friend by that night. Work went very well. I was moving constantly and busy getting everything done. I had only a half day of work and I made the most of it! The afternoon zoomed by as I tried to catch up ( Read more... )

1. My co-worker and close friend lost her ex-husband; her eight year old daughter lost her father. I spoke with my friend today when she stopped by and I cannot stop thinking of my own loss 7 years ago and how hard it was. But deep down, I feel this unamountable pride. While I would never have wanted my mother to die, I know how far I have come. I ( Read more... )

This weekend was a pleasant enough one. Friday night started out as less-than-expected but there were plenty of laughs along the way. I ended up getting a few hours of what I wanted to do even if it meant bumming around the house until 4am by the time I decided to call it a night. Saturday started earlier than I had hoped but on a bright note. ( Read more... )

It's almost 3:30 in the morning and I'm still awake. Not sure what that's all about.
Here's an update. I'm sure it'll expand. There are a lot of ideas swimming lately.

• <--- I love this new userpic! haha LMFAO! Maybe you just have to know the context of it. I dunno.
• Octoberfest beer...not so great but I managed to drink a whole bottle by myself (last ( Read more... )

This morning, a little eight-year old girl lost her father. It's not easy to deal with losing a parent at seventeen. I can only imagine the heartbreak at age eight. A friend of mine lost her ex-husband. No matter the frustrations and problems, it is never easy to lose someone who you have loved. Even though I never met the man, my prayers are with ( Read more... )

Arg. I just hear her name and I instantly go to anger.
I don't normally hate people but strongly dislike her.
I want her gone from my life!
And no matter what I say, I don't matter.
I just don't like her.
And while she's not hated, she just shouldn't be here!
F-M-L

And this is going to be such a good weekend. Why is this poisoning it?

Come on! I was born in the 80's and while I cling to that fact, I was a 90's kid just the same. My childhood of formative culture-inspired years were 90's. The 80's was given to me by reruns and old-running distribution. But we all love the 80's and every once in a while, the 90's pops up again. Even on Nickelodeon, they've brought back 90's reruns ( Read more... )

There is something so unique about late September. The wet falling leaves stick to your Converse sneakers, you burry your hands deeper into your hoodie pouches and you can smell the bonfires and feel the cold of the football bleachers through the seat of your jeans. Friday night hig school football days are over for me. And the commrodery of it all ( Read more... )