If your friends aren’t your friends…then who are they? #frenemies
Two weeks ago I had to put my dog to “sleep.” Cancer. The type that is immune to treatment and sticks itself in places that are inoperable. He was my soul. He was the one I took with me when I left my husband five years ago. I chucked that life to start a new…
When things get black
I feel really lucky to be surrounded by writers and creative people who inspire me. They are there to pump me back up when things get black.
Girl Talk:I Love and Prefer Going Out By Myself
Essay number two at TheFrisky.com! I Love and Prefer Going Out By Myself