Tag: Life
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Forgetfulness
I wish I could forget. I truly do. I feel like it would’ve propelled me forward and quicker. My kids amaze me with how quickly and often they apply forgetfulness. Let me explain. A couple of weeks ago, my son and I went on an overnight camping trip with the entire 5th-grade class at his…
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Life of the Party
Caller: “What’s up, man? How are you?” Me: “I’m cool. What’s up?” Caller: “Did you hear anything about Brad passing away?” A wave of numbness crossed my tongue as I held a shallow breath. Me: “Naw, man….I haven’t heard that,” sounding perplexed. Caller: “Someone’s calling. I gotta take this call. I’ll…I’ll call you back. Bye.”…
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Dear time: Where do you have to be?
Why is time moving so fast? Where did the time go? Herbie explores this idea and a few thoughts surrounding the passing of time.
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think it over
If you’ve been with me this long, you’ve undoubtedly noticed something: I tend to overthink. I’ve tried to NOT do it, which hasn’t worked. I really gave it my best try. Denial is the first step, they say but I’m not buying it. I tried denying that I was an overthinker. That only lasted a…
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The Life of the Party
I never thought I would have much in common between me and Jeff Goldlum, but here we are. From one party goer to the life of the party…cheers.
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Literally.
The author expresses disdain for a word that has infiltrated modern language, reflecting on how their literal-mindedness has shaped their life. This trait has led to clarity in communication, protection in relationships, and honesty in intentions. The realization of these attributes brings a newfound acceptance of their character.
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Painting in Gray
The author shares their deep love for Christmas but struggles with feelings of sadness during the season. They reflect on the impact of weather on their mood, the weight of grief around them, and emphasize the importance of acknowledging emotions without the need to fix them.
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the ebb and flow of doubt
About 3 1/2 years ago, I made a conscious decision to stop teaching to start a business. One of the reasons I had decided to move beyond from the formal education field was because I could no longer lie to my students. I told them to follow their dreams and chase them; but I was…
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40 for 40: Am I Adulting Yet?
I turned 40 the other day. It’s funny because I remember my Aunt Betty’s 40th birthday party that my dad and his siblings planned for her. It was at her sister’s house. We all hid in the kitchen, with the lights off until she came to the house. Then we all yelled,”Surprise! Happy Birthday.” It…
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Fear: Is a Hell of a drug
If depression was my most favorite blanket, fear was my comfort food. I’d eat it before I brushed my teeth, ate it three (3) times per day and as a snack between meals. I was consuming fear at an alarming rate. It started off as something I did every once in a while, casually,…
