Not My Circus, Not My Monkeys.

Mom and I hit the rocks, then the reef, then the iceberg over the weekend.  One realization that came from it was startling, sorta dream-crushing and it needs to go through the journal process before I can share coherently.  Sorry.  The other realization is that I can't make my mother have a happy end of…

“I just want to spend all the time I can with you…”

Raise your hand if you don't think is a guilt trip..... Yea, that's what I thought.

Wanting Vs. Doing Vs. Needing

I want..........to go back to school to spiff up my phlebotomy credentials (long story)to write at night and on weekendsto have a clean and neat room, with my bed made and laundry doneto go on hikes on weekends and maybe learn to Glamp from time to timeto make jewelry for gifts and for myself....maybe even…