I slip my feet out of the stirrups, swing my leg over and slide off. The barn smells of the trademark signs of all things horse. It is a familiar smell for me. A good smell. One that transports me back to my childhood. Of running through fields on horseback, adventures in the woods, staring…

A friend said recently that they wondered if there were a possibility that my soon to be ex-husband and me might work things out. Surprisingly, this is something I have heard more than once. The answer is no. All the kings horses and all the kings men could not put Humpty Dumpty together again. Even…

Maybe I didn’t think this whole thing out. Sure, I knew I would be on my own. If you remember I once said dragging my Christmas tree down the driveway was my emancipation (remember I do live on two acres so it is a pretty long driveway). Well, you get where I am going with…

Even now, long past the decision I made to end my marriage, there are three words that still make me cringe… “I don’t care.” I know they sound harmless enough. Some might say it’s a good thing to not care so much about everything and everyone. Yes, I get that. I did care too much…

The air is cool as I begin my walk down my street. My chocolate lab, Hazel pulls me with urgency. The first part of the walk all I can focus on is holding onto Hazy. A squirrel here and a squirrel there. On the way back, she settles into a slow pace and my mind…

Okay, so don’t laugh. I’m in the grocery store. The frozen food aisle to be exact. I stop in front of the ice cream. In a moment of impulse, I snatch the glass door handle, grab me some butter pecan ice cream and throw it in the top basket of my cart. A few minutes…

I am on the baseball field. I stand on the pitchers mound and throw the ball. I run to bat and then to first base. I catch the ball in the outfield and run and tag myself at second base. Do you get where I am going with this? If you are in a relationship…

Any one who knows me will tell you that I have always been a cup is half full kinda girl. They will also tell you that my cup went from ‘runneth over’ to spilled, dumped, evaporated or a liquid ‘desert.’ I went from emotionally hydrated to emotionally dehydrated. It has taken me a long time…

My marriage counselor welcomes me and I make my way to the couch. He closes the door and then finds the way to his chair. I often say that this is my personal oxymoron, ‘marriage counseling’ by myself. I am in the middle of this divorce and this is still where I seek counsel. We…

I am a writer. I am also a marketer. This is my world view. I am all about stories and connecting the dots from beginning to end. I am also about problem solving and connecting the dots until something is made profitable and works even better than it once did. I now see relationships through…

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