Inspiration
Half Way There

Half Way There

I am overwhelmed. I’m having a hard time understanding what has happened in the last few weeks. I’d be lying if I said I expected things to unfold like this. I wanted an arts center. It fell through. I didn’t panic. It came true. I thought I could do a quick shout out on Facebook...
Oh! A Meth Lab...

Oh! A Meth Lab…

Full disclosure. I bought a 12,500 square foot building, including a 4-bedroom (GORGEOUS) apartment, with a sizable parking lot, on Valley Street, to open an arts center, for $78,900. THERE IS A REASON FOR THAT. In Chicago, I would have paid a million dollars. Well, not really, because I don’t HAVE a million dollars. My...
Don't Suck

Don’t Suck

I don’t actually know who is supposed to hate whom. Admittedly, I paid VERY little attention in high school when discussing political discord, warring nations, differing religions… not because I was lazy but because none of those things made any difference to me – AT ALL. The less I knew about who is supposed to...
Community

Community

I got a lesson in ‘community’ today. As I was painting feverishly at the arts center a man knocked on the window and mouthed, “Do you need some help?” I stupidly mouthed back, ‘That’s OK.” – not wanting to impose. Thank goodness he didn’t give up. He said, “I can paint!” Finally realizing that I...
Do New

Do New

I did something new last night. I sang Christmas songs (seriously) – IN PUBLIC. Two things people who know me would say I would NEVER do: #1 – ‘seriously’ sing, or #2 – sing Christmas songs (seriously or otherwise). I credit my friends. I do things because I demand so much of them. They are SOOOO talented....
Train Wreck

Train Wreck

So, I’m a wreck. And it’s all your fault. I am sitting in my living room, getting ready for tomorrow, staring at a pile of photographs, and watching bids come in on pieces I’ve painted. I NEVER, EVER, in a million years thought I’d sell a painting – paint them, yeah, give them away as...
Jump

Jump

I burned the pasta today. Dane slid off of the ottoman and bumped his head on the stone hearth while I was trying to change him. I’m not OK. I’m not dead in the water, but I’m not OK. I’m definitely distracted. Full disclosure: Jay – is – stressed. I don’t blame him. He has...
Called

Called

I hated kids – when I was one. I never babysat, because they hated me back. I had no idea that they would save me one day… but they did. I’m struggling with today. I am struggling to admit that I’m human, much less American, Midwestern, Pennsylvanian… It’s never made any difference to me AT...
I Love My Ma!

I Love My Ma!

Be sure that I love my Mama. I am searching for my birth family NOT because I am lacking anything in regards to the family who chose to raise me, but because I choose to seek the total truth. That is who I am. You can agree or disagree, but that is who I am....
Inside Out

Inside Out

I haven’t written in awhile – well true stuff anyway. I actually wrote an entire play in three days about what I think meeting my birth mom will be like but that’s another story… There’s a reason for that. I haven’t been myself lately. At least I don’t think so. I am waiting on confirmation...
Family

Family

“…let your mom and sister know that they are family to us now too. If they want to come “home” with you, I want them to know they are welcome. Them being your family connects them to us as surely as your DNA does. It’s not a game of tug of war to see which...
Ready, Set, Search!

Ready, Set, Search!

I almost killed my husband a few nights ago. Venom spewed from my lips as I hissed that I hated him. Jason stared at me in complete disbelief. Seething, I stared right back. So much has happened in just a couple of weeks. I am an emotional mess who should apologize to my family and...