I tried to find a word that could sum up 2018. Inconsistent. Blessed. Erratic. Hopeful. Exhausting. Adventuresome. Roller coaster. Growth Emotional. Truth be told, finding a word to sum up the year is nearly impossible. We entered this year with... Continue Reading →
On Black Friday, in the middle of Target's electronics department I had one of the biggest panic attacks I've had in a long time. And no, it wasn't because it was over crowded. I didn't go there during an obscene... Continue Reading →
I failed, like completely this month. I've not posted a single blog. I've written but focused my attention on other things. With the month winding down, I wanted to post a very late October for the love of post. Stay... Continue Reading →
When the year began there was excitement. I expected the year to be absolutely unforgettable. I pictured myself getting established in the HR field. I imagined myself to have fulfilled a bunch of my dreams. As the first half of... Continue Reading →
"Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you." My favorite movie growing up was Lion King. I couldn't watch the part where Mufasa died. I'd literally fast forward or I'd cry. To this day I could recite the movie and... Continue Reading →
How do you gain the upper hand? I ask that as I sit here feeling sorry for myself. No kidding. I keep peaking at my project I've been pouring my soul into and seeing how absolutely stupid it is. I... Continue Reading →
Around this time last year I was going through something that kinda cut me at my knees. I mean it was a gut wrenching, wind knocked out of you, so dizzy the world keeps spinning kind of thing. It was... Continue Reading →
This morning I woke up frustrated. I didn't get enough sleep even though my body comfortably conformed with my new mattress. I tossed and turned thinking of all the things still left undone before we move the three years of... Continue Reading →
My brother and I are a lot like my dad: we're dreamers. Not to say my mom isn't. But, she's more of a factual, be in the present kind of gal. My dad, on the other hand, he loved to... Continue Reading →
From Sand to Gemstones 