Back in the Saddle…Again

So, I haven’t done much writing the last few years. But I still love writing and want to continue to write. I’ve been busy as I am sure you have been as well. I have been progressing in my journey and working to achieve my goals.

When I first started this blog I had mentioned I really didn’t know what I was going to write about – I just wanted to write. In time, I found my voice and perhaps one could argue my niche. I met a lot of cool people and immensely talented writers who both challenged and inspired me. I found it therapeutic to write. As a community, we shared, we learned, and we grew. I found so many interesting blogs. I learned about new perspectives, cultures, and ideas. Some writings made me laugh and some made me cry. Some challenged my perspective. I have missed writing and I have missed the community.


I still have writing goals. A lot of my goals were very simple –  just to write and to grow and I want to continue that. I don’t know who is out there. Writing for me was never about catering to an audience. It was always about helping me grow personally and to find my voice both literally and figuratively. So, if you are out there, then welcome back as I can’t wait to reconnect. If you are new, then welcome! I can’t wait to interact.

I really don’t know what is waiting for me on the other side. Since I started this blog, I feel like attitudes have changed greatly. Everyone seems angry about everything all the time. Social media has given everyone a voice – for better or for worse. We can all definitely agree changes are needed. There is always room for improvement. But I don’t want to be angry and I don’t want to argue. I have spent so much of my life arguing and it is emotionally and mentally exhausting. I promised myself that the second half of my life wouldn’t be spent feeling angry, miserable, and stressed out. Life is too short. We never know when that flame is going to be extinguished from our candle. I enjoy discussing and banter but I am not sure if that is still a possibility – logic seems to be out the window these days. I guess time will tell.

It is hard for me to believe it has been almost six years since I started this blog! Six years! At times, I have felt like I had a lot to say and at other times not so much. But I always knew this medium was waiting for me here and I loved it. I loved knowing I could express myself in a manner that was positive and would help me to move through how I felt.

If we haven’t spoken in a while, I hope your journey is going well and you have been to navigate the peaks and valleys.

I am looking forward to sharing my journey with you.






Versatile Blogger Award

versatile-bloggerI was recently nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award on April 23rd by the Spirit Keeper! I’d like to thank The Spirit Keeper for nominating me and recognizing my blog. There are so many talented writers out there and so many wonderful blogs, I am always humbled to be recognized, especially by the talented writers that have nominated me for these awards.

I’d invite everyone to check out The Spirit Keeper’s blog as it is probably one of the most diverse and thought provoking blogs I follow.

I usually don’t follow the rules of the nomination but I make up my own rules. I love that The Spirit Keeper routinely posts inspirational and thought-provoking quotes. I would encourage each of my followers to type “Quote” into the Word Press Reader search engine and find a new blog to follow based upon that search.

But, I had a request from Rebbit7 to please answer the questions so, Rebbit7, I’m answering the questions, just for you (but everyone else can read them, if you want).

1. Tell us something about yourself stating a) your country of origin b) likes & dislikes c) school where you studied

A. I am originally from Savannah, Georgia, but grew up in Louisiana within the United States. I have been all over the United States but only outside of it once. When I was two or three, my family went to Quebec in Canada. The only thing I remember about the trip was my father attempting to place an order at a McDonald’s and the cashiers speaking French and not being able to readily understand his English, thus his increasing frustration. While I can appreciate different cultures, unlike about 99.995% of the people I encounter in life (I’ve done the math), I don’t have a desire to travel the world and see other places. If it happens, great. If not, great too. I guess my goals in life are different.

B. Likes: Lifting weights, Running, Music, Good Wine and Beer, Chimenea, Cars, Poetry, Iced Tea, Discussion, Alone Time, Independence, Goals, Jigsaw Puzzles, Sunsets, My Ipod, Beautiful Women

Dislikes: Laziness, Cheap Beer and Wine, Arguing, Liars, Cold Weather, Selfishness, Getting up in the Morning, Complainers (Negative Nancys, Debbie Downers, Jane Complains), Excuses, Betrayal

C. I have a Bachelors of Science in Biology with a concentration in Cell and Molecular Biology and a Minor in Chemistry from Louisiana Tech University. I graduated Magna Cum Laude and from the Honors Program.

I also earned a Masters of Science in Forensic Science with a concentration in Forensic Biology from Virginia Commonwealth University.

I’m very proud of my academic achievements. I sacrificed greatly to earn those degrees.

2. Share some facts of life leading to your blogging or what made you blog?

I’ve written about this very subject in great detail in my post entitled “Why the Blog?” and “Poetry.” I’d encourage you to read them if you are interested. Basically, my divorce spurred my writing and the divorce, spurred with some other major life changes within an 18 month period, inspired me to start my blog.

3. In your opinion, is blogging worth your time spent? Explain or expand your answer.

Blogging has brought me more joy and happiness than I could have ever imagined. When I started this process, I wasn’t sure what direction I wanted to go. I know I did want to share some of my poetry but I was kind of afraid at first -afraid to open that part of myself to the world. My experiences in blogging have been very positive. I’ve met so many wonderful people. It is amazing how cruel people can be that you find in the “real world” and how total strangers on the internet can be so encouraging, supportive, and inspirational. To each of you, I say thank you. You have inspired me to see there are others out there that have had similar journeys and tribulations as I have had in life. We aren’t alone – even when we think we are. As I have felt more comfortable in writing, I have been inspired to test the limits of my writing and share more.

I’m proud to say I’ve met people that I call true friends. Not internet friends – but real friends.



At Bay

Through My Eyes

He let her hold his hand,

But not his heart,

So much that happened,

Where would he ever start?

She felt such dismay,

Innocent blood spilled on the floor,

Seemed never to be washed way,

A past he couldn’t ignore,

Sins committed from others,

From a time long before,

They both had their druthers,

But wishing as she may,

She knew his past,

Would keep her love at bay.


Sealed with a Kiss

This piece is a collaboration I wrote with Paris from Paris Poems for our writing group, the Beasts of Articulation. This writing challenge consisted of performing a collaboration with another member of the group to write a piece in the style of Edgar Allan Poem. This piece is called “Sealed with a Kiss.”

I’d invite all of you to check out Paris’ blog. She is a very talented writer!

She Devil (2)

Deals with the devil,

Transactions made at night,

Entranced where I stand,

Reaching for her outstretched hand,

Searched her opaque face,

Amber eyes burning in the moonlight,

Gently did we embrace,

Our diabolical pact now sealed,

Starting with a deceptive kiss,

Her poison invading my blood,

Despondent, I valued love,

Longing for a wife,

But that devil’s kiss,

Changed my life,

Craved bliss,

Finding lust,

Revolving door,

Devil’s whore,

No reprieve,

She-devil I believed,

My soul forfeit,

My life sold,

No wife to have,

No love to hold,

Never to be freed,

Tricked by the devil’s code.


©Paris Poems 2015


Can I Help You Guys?

With all the snow we had yesterday, we had a delay today and didn’t have to come into work until later. This knocked me off my eating schedule. I also am not feeling well today and actually cut my workout short. On the way home, I was really hungry and figured I would stop by Panera for something to eat including some soup.


I got into line and saw only one other person in it besides a gentleman standing near the counter that appeared to be waiting on someone.

“Sir, excuse me, are you in line?” I asked the gentleman.

“No, I’m waiting on something I ordered, but thanks,” he replied.

Fair enough.

I waited in line until the cashier greeted me.

“Hi! Can I help you guys?” she gleefully said.

I was confused as she clearly was making eye contact with me but I was alone. To be certain, I looked around to see if perhaps she was speaking to someone else. To my surprise, standing at my right side, right on my hip, was a young woman who couldn’t have been more than 16 years old. She was standing close enough to me that the cashier thought we were together, in some capacity.

I remembered her coming up behind me out of my periphery but perhaps she was actually there before I was, maybe just off to the side. I started to walk towards the cashier and to my surprise, so did the young woman.

My immediate thought was to say something along the lines of “I’m not with her” but I realized that seemed not only rude but insulting. Instead, I tried to be cordial.

“I’m sorry….you can go ahead,” I said to the young woman, trying to be gentlemanly and diffuse what now seemed like an awkward situation.

“No, it is okay, you can go ahead,” she quickly replied.

Maybe this would have been a better way to solve the line issue? I think I might have won. Image courtesy of

Maybe this would have been a better way to solve the line issue? I think I might have won.
Image courtesy of

So, I did. And, surprising to me, she followed me, right by my side up to the counter. I tried to ignore the obvious weirdness. Apparently, even the cashier was confused as well.

“Hi,” I said to the cashier, “I’d like to place an order for here.”

“Hi,” she replied, “would you like to place an order for here?”

“Yes,” I said.

“You already said that, didn’t you?” she quickly added.