Posted in Writing

Que sera, sera — Cristian Mihai

It is said that when God glued the stars to the heavens, He already knew man would be His ultimate creation. To be created in His image. So God chose to write man’s fate in the stars. All that would happen, all the forces that would build or crush man’s dreams, all the moments […]

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So beautiful I had to share!  (Hope she doesn’t mind.)

It made me smile this morning.



Posted in Poetry

The Hunger Games.

The Hunger Games.

© 2016 LC

War. Terrible War.

Children. Sacrificed. Yearly.

Taught to kill. Destroy.

But she overcomes it all.

A hero in her own right.


Thought I’d try to weave a poem from a movie.

Posted in General

Making it Happen.

I am wearer of many hats.

Mom, Wife, Daughter, Sister.

Writer. Helper.

For a long time, I’ve had a dream of being a writer. Having a blog and writing a book.

I am talking life-long dream. Since I was a kid dream. Writing stories and poems for friends. Stupid kid stories about dogs and teddy bears that I was going to publish. But I had imagination. Now I can’t even decide WHAT to write about.

I have taken classes about writing. My instructor told me, “You have potential. Though you have too many things going on right now, and it is sucking your energy out of you. That is why you are having trouble writing.”

I love to read. And I love to write. Though I don’t make time for either of them. I have too many things to do. I’m an obsessive house cleaner. Errand runner. Cell looker at-er. Admittedly.

When I do have time to write, I have intense anxiety. Plagued with “blank-page phobia”. I don’t know what I will write about. I suddenly grapple over which word would grab the readers attention. Which one would be prettier on the page. Then, I get distracted–

Don’t I have something to clean?

Then, I come back. Stare at the computer s’more. To the point of annoyance. Until I shut it down because nothing productive is happening here. Do the same thing the next day, if I have time.

I worry too much about what others will think about what I write. Will my family find my blog here. What will they think?

Now I am to the point so what if they do? This is how I feel. I can’t apologize for it.

It is time to do something for me, and this is me. I won’t apologize for being me. Take it or leave it, what you see is what you get. W.Y.S.I.W.Y.G.

Posted in Writing

Goals for Fall.

Yesterday was the first day of school. The kids were happy about it. Surprisingly, I was not.How did this happen?


If I hop in my time machine and set it back a year or two, the first day of the school was magical for me. The summer was long, and they drove me crazy. I couldn’t wait for peace and quiet. To reclaim my sanity.

I don’t know how I wasn’t bald from pulling out my hair by the time they went back…

This year, it is like we blinked. Summer is over. No one wanted to go back.

Now I miss them. Not that I didn’t miss them before. They are actually less of a pain in the butt now, we have fun! We had fun before, but now they are a bit older.

Kids are so much fun. No matter what age they are. I love children. But as they grow older, more independent and mature, I think they cooperate more.

Even though my son is a teenager now… Thirteen. Everything is changing for him. Feeling so many things at the same time, and it is new and exciting growing up, learning new things, noticing the world around you in ways you haven’t before– yet so very weird.

My daughter has a little ways to go before she reaches that age. Thank God! She is eight. Tells me she promises not to be anything like her brother who wants to stay in his room 24/7, and be moody. Right!

I always thought girls were worse. That was until I had a boy in middle school last year. Now I am not sure.

With the children in school now, I can get back to my routine in the morning with writing. This excites me! I was up early all summer, but didn’t quite get to do what I wanted with my writing. Which was disappointing.

I started two new writing classes. I polished up my health blog– which will be moving to my own website– I am ecstatic over that! Full of ideas with what I what to do there.

Now I have to fix up this one, and get moving again.  Those are my plans for fall. Fix this baby up, get my website moving, work on my website, and get writing every day.

I did write this morning while sitting on my porch drinking coffee listening to music. A beautiful morning to sit outside with the wind blowing gently, and the birds keeping me company. The leaves are already starting to fall. Can’t believe it.