Turning Down Life’s Volume

This is really less of a response to today’s Daily post and more of a message to my friends and readers…

I have been on a bit of a hiatus… not really intentionally, but that’s how things go. Summer rolls around and the kids are out of school. Things are busy at work (I’m training a new person AND preparing for a software upgrade which has turned into a huge pain in the ass). When I have free time at home (what limited free time there is), I tend to want to retreat into the beloved quiet of my brain… turn down the volume of life, if you will. I’ve tried to read more, relax more. Unfortunately, I have fallen off the wagon with Friday Fictioneers and Weekend Coffee Share. I will get back to them, I promise.

I have had views on both my Facebook page and the blog itself. I see you and I appreciate you checking in on me. I hope to connect with you soon.

It’s Not All About You

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Walk the Line.”


I have always followed The Golden Rule (treat others as you wish to be treated) and it has served me well.  I strive to be “good” (kind, generous, honest, etc.).

Somewhere along the way, I became a parent and I realized the true importance of character.  Because little eyes are always watching and little ears are always listening.  They soak up everything, good and bad.  And everything they absorb is contributing to the person they are now as well as the person they will grow up to be.

So my latest philosophy has been “It’s Not All About You.”  We need to think less about ourselves and more about others and the community around us.  Think about how your words and actions affect those around you. And I think society these days needs a great big heaping helping of “It’s Not All About You.” Some people need to be knocked upside the head with it.  And helicopter parenting and the “everybody gets a trophy” mentality is breeding an entitled generation that also needs to embrace “It’s Not All About You.”

Conscientious, caring and compassionate … my goal is to be a living, breathing example of this to my kids.

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In Loving Memory.”

Today Word Press asks me to write my own obituary.

Today is my birthday.  While I am not old, I am getting older.  I am tired and I have aches and pains.  My metabolism is slowing down.  My body is starting to betray me.  But I have a lot of life left to live (or so I hope).

But today –  on my 41st birthday – Word Press has decided to throw me in the grave and start piling on the dirt.  Not today, Word Press.  Not today.

In the last several years, I have seen way too many loved ones taken before their time.  Cancer.  Chronic illness.  Accidents.  I refuse to dwell on death.

To me, it doesn’t matter what pretty words are in the obituary.  What does matter are the feelings and memories that are left in the hearts of the people we leave behind.

So go out today and love.  Make memories.  Live.  That’s what I will be doing.

Casual Fridays 2/6/15

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Casual Fridays is going to be my (hopefully) weekly post and it is just that: casual. It is just a way for me to catch up from the week and chat about whatever is going on in my life. No daily posts, no fiction, no poetry, no structure or stress.  It will probably be pretty random and I’m okay with that.  I hope that you will join in too.  Chat me up in the comments or write your own post with a pingback to this post.  Here we go…

It has been a crazy week here.  I had hoped to get some writing done last weekend but I decided instead to have some much-needed family time with my daughters.  I did get some writing done on a new project, though not as much as I hoped.

When I start a new project, the characters tend to hang out in my head and just take over.  They have definitely been doing that this week.  So maybe this weekend I will get some work done on their story.

My main source of stress this week has been job interviews. There is this job that I really, really want.  I had my first interview last week.  My second interview was Tuesday (2/3) and my third interview is today.  I am SO nervous.  This job would be such a great opportunity for me and my family.  Wish me luck today!

My husband started a new work schedule this week and he gets home much earlier than he used to.  So he is home more.  I love him so of course having him home more is a good thing.  However, our routine runs like a well-oiled machine.  He is throwing off the balance.  I also envisioned that I would have more help around the house and with the kids but in reality he is just spending more time playing World of Warcraft.

The Walking Dead comes back this Sunday! I am super excited about that.  It is my favorite show on TV.  Any other TWD fans out there?

My husband made steak and baked potato for supper and it was awesome.

He ordered a new vacuum and it arrives tomorrow.  It is a little pathetic how excited I am about this.

It was 9 degrees when I drove to work this morning.  NINE.  That is way too cold.

I am getting really tired of all the hype about the Fifty Shades of Grey movie. I feel like I’m the only woman on the planet who really couldn’t care less.

OK, friends… let’s hear your random thoughts on this Friday!

Girl, Put Your Records On…



Music is often the fuel that drives me. Music can connect us and inspire us. It can liberate us. Songs have the ability to unearth long-buried memories. Songs are emotion put to music. They make us feel a certain way. In fact, sometimes I love a song for reasons that I can’t put my finger on other than the way it makes me feel. Lyrics can sometimes speak directly to our hearts and imprint themselves on our souls. Songs can make us laugh or cry. Everyone has a life soundtrack. Think about it… often our most significant life events are tied to music. Let’s take a listen to my soundtrack…

Track One: Grow Old With Me by the incomparable John Lennon

We sat on the bedroom floor of my apartment, CDs scattered around us. I had my wedding planner open on my lap, taking notes and scratching things off of lists. He gave me an exasperated look and told me to just pick a song. I was taking this too seriously. No, it has to be just right. This will be our first dance as a married couple and we will remember it for the rest of our lives. It has to be perfect. I consulted the list and popped in the next song. As I played it, we listened – really listened- to the lyrics. He took my hand and I saw his eyes soften and yes, he teared up. We both knew we had found THE ONE. The lyrics speak of commitment, promise, future, growing old together and facing life’s challenges together. It spoke to both of us. We ultimately went with the Mary Chapin Carpenter version. At our wedding reception, my husband cried as we danced to this song. To this day, he still cries when he hears this song.

Track Two: You Are My Sunshine

Somewhere in the fog that was the early days after my first daughter was born, I remember waking in the middle of the night and hearing my husband’s voice coming from the nursery. I groggily stumbled out of the bed and into the hall. I looked into the nursery and saw him holding her, rocking in the rocking chair. He was singing to her in a soft voice, almost a whisper. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away. It was a heartwarming sight watching that big, tough man cradling and singing to such a small infant with so much love. That became his go-to song with both of our daughters. I heard that song so many times during their childhood. That was the song he sang when they couldn’t sleep or when they were sick or when they were afraid of monsters under the bed. I take comfort in knowing that when they are adults they will hear that song and think of their dad.

Track Three: I’m Yours by The Script

The Script is one of my favorite bands and I love their lead singer’s voice. But there is some kind of magic in this song that goes beyond that. The first time I heard it, I cried. It is lyrically beautiful – raw and honest emotion. I still cry when I hear it. It just speaks to me, knocks on the door of my heart. Maybe its because it reminds me that we all have bruises and scars. We are all bent and broken.  Sometimes the path we take through life is crooked and complicated. But we all deserve love. And true love – love that accepts us as we are – will let us overcome. Love is salvation.


Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song. Just go ahead, let your hair down.

What songs are on your life soundtrack?


Credits: Girl, Put Your Records On written by Corinne Bailey Rae, John Beck and Steve Chrisanthou

You Are My Sunshine: credited songwriters Jimmie Davis, Charles Mitchell; original writers may have been the Rice Brothers, who sold the rights to Davis.

Photo by adamr at freedigitalphotos.net



Day 3 prompt: Write about the three most important songs in your life. What do they mean to you? Twist: Form a daily writing habit – 15 minutes of uninterrupted writing.