The Adventure of Relocating

Three years ago today, we were traveling to a state we had never been, to live in a home we had never seen and to start a new job I thought I would never get. What an adventure me and my daughter were on! I remember the excitement of not knowing where we were going... Continue Reading →

Looks whose been looking me up on line

I had an on-line-friend overseas look me up  after several years by sending me a friend request from Linkedin (a business website).  I hadn't been there in years, so I went ahead and logged in after requesting my password. When I did, I noticed that one person had looked at my profile within the last month, so I click... Continue Reading →

Jump…Jump…Jump

Ok, so here's the thing. I have been spending my time state jumping and now I have started job jumping. I just started this new job six weeks ago and I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. Not to mention, I have no idea what state I would like... Continue Reading →

One year ago today…

I left wounded and hurt....totally messed up as a human being. Today, I am healed and trying to get my life back on track. It has been a long road over the last year. I found it very difficult to pick myself up off the floor while still bleeding, get my things together and walk... Continue Reading →

This is the tattoo I had put on in January of 2009, a month after arriving back to the states. It is right over my heart, or what's left of it anyway.  When people ask to see it and question me about it, I just say, “I was shot thru the heart and I never... Continue Reading →

Death of me

I should have seen those signs all around me, But I was comfortable inside these wounds; So go ahead and take another piece of me now While we all bow down to you; You tear me down and then you pick me up, You take it all and still it’s not enough, You try to... Continue Reading →

Do what you do

Lips bleed from the rings, All these little bruises, the little things, That provoke the segregation. Lead the separation. Cage and clip the wings. Little noises, the little screams, That stop the operation. Conscious amputation. Just do what you do, What you do, what you did to me. Now I'm stuck in between a rock... Continue Reading →

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