Monday Morning


It’s Monday morning.

Whether it’s Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, or Saturday, I always say ‘Morning’ when I say hello to someone in the morning.

I never say ‘Good morning,’ and there is a reason behind that…

It’s only morning! How do I know it has been or will be a good morning? It could be an awful morning so far and, assuming that it’s been a good morning for you, could make you feel worse. If this is what happens on a good morning, what does a bad morning look like?!

I don’t want to jinx the day either!

Things could be going well, but after stating that the morning is good, could turn around and be a bad morning.

So, I say unto you.



[Why I’m Thankful I Write]


I think constantly, ‘what would I be doing if I didn’t write?’

Honestly, I have been writing in my free time for so many years, I don’t think I have an easy answer to that question. When my mind wonders, I look for something to write with. Numerous times a day I think of ideas that would make for good stories or characters, situations that I think others would like to read. Actually getting them down sometimes, is a lot harder than it seems though.

I think that’s why I like to write. It’s a means of getting out everything that swirling around in my head. Blogging them and sharing them with other writers helps me to understand myself, and input from others seems to help. I say ‘seems to’ because I don’t always get responses, only likes (which is still great) but sometimes, I would like some feedback. I know, I know, the internet is not a therapist and neither is WordPress. You cannot demand that your followers reply to your questions. It’s not fair of anyone to do so.

However, writing does connect us to each other. As much as some people say they don’t write or that they don’t know what to say, or how to say it, they still use words to convey their struggles. Not being able to use the words we know to say how we feel, can hurt us within. If we’re not able to rely on our words, what do we rely on? I, try to use my words to the best of my abilities. Because of being sick in the past, I cannot always speak the way I wish I could. I sometimes slur, I sometimes forget words I used to use all the time. I do not always trust my voice, I do not always trust my hearing.

I have to put my trust in something I have always known: words. Writing, reading, letting my emotions out on paper gives me a reason to look toward the future. I may work in retail my whole like, I may never finish a novel and have it published, but I can always rely on the words I chose to use to go forward. My writing will always be for me. If it becomes for some else in addition to me, all the better. Perhaps my words can help others find their own.

[Happy New Years!]


Happy New Years Everyone!

Let’s make some good and bad decisions this year and learn to love and accept ourselves. Those of us who are lucky enough to make it to 2015, should take another look at ourselves and our loved ones and make the most of what we have.

Let’s love a little more, work a little harder, and experience pain that will move us forward into betterment.

Have an amazing day everyone!