All Hail Robert Plant… If it keeps on raining levee’s going to break If it keeps on raining levee’s going to break When the levee breaks have no place to stay Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan Got what it takes to make a Mountain Man leave his home Oh, well; oh, well; oh, well. Don’t it make you feel bad? When you’re trying to find your way home you don’t know which way to go? When you’re going down south and there’s no work to do And…

The swoosh of each car passing outside my living room window is a steady reminder that I am here in this world. In this body. In this life. Nothing is familiar except the sweet smiles of my babies. That’s not true. There is one thing, so painfully familiar, that I wonder if it will belong to me forever. This feeling of shifting, moving, unsteady stepping into the unknown. This turning inward, where I know I am safest. Where I know I belong. Home is where my heart is, and my heart, after all of the romantic fancy has dissolved,  is…

Despite being self-employed and only having to shuffle as far as my living room to get to the office, I am looking forward to the weekend like I haven’t in a long, long while. I was far less productive than I had hoped to be this week, and my writing mojo has all but fizzled. I need to recoup, recharge, and regain my foothold on the order I had devised for myself. I went to the dentist today, lured there by a Groupon deal that offered a serious discount for cosmetic teeth whitening. There has been a serious gap in…

I feel like I’m hiding under the basement stairs inside my head waiting for the howling winds to subside. At the behest of my shrink, who suggested I try to focus on what I need only as far as the day-t0-day will take me, here is my list: A nap Some tea A good book A chick flick PJ’s A snuggle More Tylenol A nightcap Loving words Understanding Support Here’s what I don’t need: Fear I told you so’s I’m not surprised-s Blame Until tomorrow…bon nuit.

There is nothing worse than a Monday that feels like the start of an impossible week. Sometimes life gets so strange and sudden that I start to feel as though I am dreaming it – watching my life like watching a movie. When the things you wanted just don’t turn out the way you plan, despite your noble intentions and best efforts, do you make lemonade? Historically, I’ve taken my basket and headed off to other orchards, but this time, I’m in the place I’ve been looking for all my life. It is inconceivable to consider going anywhere, and terrifying…