I write here about spychotic love and the different levels of psychotic love. One can be food too. My mom was a great cook. She also wanted to make sure we were respectful enough to finish everything on our plate when we were young. She's not like that anymore... much. But an interesting thought. I… Continue reading Love and Wonders of Psychotic Love with Food
So people tell me I'm too nice. That's all okay. I would rather be that then too mean? Too self involved? Too untrusting? Too unloving? Seriously? What is wrong with being too nice. There are adjustments to make if you choose to remain so in a life that is not so nice, but really, what… Continue reading Another Home Within A Home
So being away for so long in some people's minds, they asked me to come home. I didn't know quite where that was, but I figured my children were asking me to come back closer. So I did. It was a tough journey because I had found a place I called my home. They were… Continue reading I found home!
I wrote about the last post regarding not knowing where home is. So with this song I moved and left all my family and ran a business. I have to admit it was so exciting moving to what I THOUGHT was my new home. I bought a business and was "moving away from" the… Continue reading Finding Home
I felt alianeted when my last child left me to be with my ex husband. I don't blame her, but it was then time for me to find another home. The problem is that I never really had a "home"... I moved so many times that I don't know that I will ever find that… Continue reading I’m Going Home