How to survive freelancing… without becoming a day drinker.

I had an interaction with a client recently that was (way) less than desirable. I wrote something amazing for this particular client. I knew it was amazing because, even I couldn’t pick it apart, and I can pick everything apart if you give me enough time and a glass bottle of bourbon. Continue reading

He finally said it…

My sweet, sweet boy said ‘Mom’ yesterday. And then cried for me ‘mama-aaa’ when he woke up. The End.  I kid, I kid. But I just have to share this. Because it’s kind of redeeming. Right? For every waking second, … Continue reading

Head in the clouds.

Daydreaming was a waste of time and my journals that I kept were only because I was a stupid-emotional -girl. They said I couldn’t deal with life: I couldn’t process it. Continue reading

Just like a real family.

Listen while you read.  I don’t have a lot of great memories from my childhood. It was a lot of stress and a lot of chaos that created scars and wounds I still nurse. But what I do remember so … Continue reading

Just who do you think you are?

Well… who do you think you are? Because your answer to this question plays a huge role in your life, every-single-day. The way you think about yourself, the way you talk to yourself… It’s no secret that the pressure to … Continue reading