Lift Up Your Head, Princess

Lift Up Your Head, Princess

Lift up your head, Princess.  If not, the crown falls. I was told this once by a friend of mine as I was down & out about decisions I had made and whether or not I could ever pick myself up again.  I’m not sure, but I think we all get that way from time to...
Times Long Past

Times Long Past

When one door closes, a window opens.  That’s how I feel every year at this time.  Nostalgic.  Heavy headed.  Melancholy.  Reflective of times long past.  Like it’s the end of something big, yet the small start of something...
How I Got Here

How I Got Here

As my daughter starts another school year, and nostalgia hits hard upon seeing posts from friends who’s kids are at varying stages of sending them off the school ~ from grade school to high school to college ~ I can’t help but wonder about my life and how...