I will always be grateful for Liane Moriarty’s story to have found me, giving me what I needed and then showing me how special a reading life can be.
As Mother’s Day approaches this year, I exhaustedly celebrate being a mother of four. This little piece of paper reminds me that the plans I make are never as exquisite as the ones already designed for me.
I began taking personal offense to each drink my mother had, each cheap plastic vodka bottle I found hidden in her closet.
I can remember times where utilities in the house would be turned off, non-stop bill collectors calling, and even some showing up at our house.
How bad can bad get? When your husband dies and 17 days later you lose power for almost a week, it’s pretty damn bad. These were the worst days.
Before I could stop myself, the words “Lily, would you like a dog?” came out of my mouth. When she screamed “Yes!!”, I thought “Oh no, what did I just get myself into?”
Little by little I started to not even ask what was going on concerning finances.
I knew that he was taking care of things.
Do I really have high expectations of my closest buddies? Shouldn’t we at least have some standards for our friends?
We laugh – Not just regular laughter; it is such hysterical laughter that makes my eyes tear and my face hurt. We laugh about old times and new times – everything is just funny when we are together.
Many argue that we cannot plan for aging, that we don’t know what will happen tomorrow. But shouldn’t we start thinking about it?
Depression is not something you can just use will power to overcome. It robs you of your will power. It actually affects your thought patterns and thought process.
Why it is hard for some of us to meditate? If you are like me, you always have a lot on your mind and it is hard to turn it off.
All of them gladly wrote me prescriptions, but when I looked at the side effects of the medications they advocated, they sounded worse then the maladies I was experiencing.