Month: July 2009

Lay Me Down, but Not to Sleep

I managed to relax on my trip, despite my high-strung travel partner’s idiosyncrasies. I love my best friend to death. She is my rock – my cheerleader – my motivator – my shoulder to cry on – my go-to girl. But traveling with her wasn’t easy, and I’m pretty sure she would say the same about me. Vacations can be tricky. If you’re having … Read More Lay Me Down, but Not to Sleep

Virgin Hearts

Renee says that, at our age, all the really good guys are married or gay. While I admit I haven’t found any interesting single men in New Jersey, I think my single status has more to do with the condition of my heart than the quality of available men around me. My heart has had more fuckings than a strategically placed brothel. She’s not … Read More Virgin Hearts

Living Out the Let-Down

The worst part about a vacation is the post-travel recovery time. While it’s a welcome relief to walk in the door of my own home and sleep in my favorite bed, the days following almost always leave me in an emotional funk. Thank god I’m leaving again soon. After the Belgian cancelled on me, I contemplated an alternative trip to the Caribbean with Mr. … Read More Living Out the Let-Down

The Fear of Sex

It’s harder to write when I’m happy. Isn’t pain the birth of creativity? Even so, I’d rather feel good than write well. So… Indiana… Let me start with my old boyfriend. Let’s call him Mr. Z. Mr. Z and I dated only briefly. I never could remember why or how we ended things, but I thought about him a lot over the years and … Read More The Fear of Sex

Summing it Up

Hopefully, I’ll be writing a little bit more about my travels this weekend, after the kids leave to spend time with their dad. I really do have a lot to say – I guess I’m still reviewing and decompressing from the trip to Indiana. It was a good visit – a really good visit. I had decided before I left here that I wasn’t … Read More Summing it Up

Divine Dawn

My alarm went off at 4:00 this morning; we were on the road by 5:00. Even with my dry eyes and lack of adequate rest, I was filled with pre-dawn energy. As the miles rolled under my tires, I was alive with the beautiful stillness of the day, and I managed to save a few thoughts on my voice recorder while the children slept: … Read More Divine Dawn

Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity-Jig

Here I am, at my mother’s house, surrounded by walls full of my past – photos of my children, photos of myself and my sister… my deceased grandparents… there’s even one where my ex has been conspicuously cut from my left shoulder. Volumes of scrapbooks sit on shelves, recording precious moments from our lives – my accomplishments, which used to define me, fade a … Read More Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity-Jig