Written in 2008 Chocolate. Just saying the word brings to mind stolen moments of bliss, sitting in a corner, in a car, in bed, savoring a truffle, a piece of fine dark chocolate, a Hershey bar. Just like there’s no wrong way to eat a Reese’s, there’s nothing you can do to ruin a fine… Read More


Written in 2008 My sister gave me the most awesome birthday gift: a pair of VANS sneakers. I have coveted these shoes since the new boy showed up in English class wearing a pair. He also wore ripped jeans, listened to punk music and was from Southern California. Back then, in the stuffy classrooms of… Read More


Written in 2008 I’ve found myself doing something a little strange lately, and I must admit, its improving the quality of my grocery shopping. I park in the parking lot, hit the Starbucks next door to arm myself with a latte containing lots of caffeine, grab a cart, buckle my purse in, and away I… Read More


Written in 2013   I just read dozens of Veterans Day messages on my Facebook newsfeed, the majority from former classmates at Kaiserslautern American High School. They brought back memories of moving to new cities, states and countries; enrolling in new schools (sometimes 2 or 3 in the same year); making new friends; learning new… Read More


Written in 2007     Four little letters. One syllable. For me, the “F” word is not “FUCK”.  It’s “FEAR.” And I have been controlled by that word for far too many years. When did it happen?  When did FEAR move into my heart and hold me hostage? It wasn’t in my 20’s. Then, I… Read More


Written in 2013     A couple of weeks ago, while feeling desperate and anxious, I filled out an online request for a payday loan. I must confess, I’ve done this before, but usually with a certain site I knew and trusted. This time, it was late at night and I felt as though I… Read More


(Written on June 14, 2013) When I see an American flag: I remember military bases in Virginia, Texas, South Korea and (then) West Germany. I remember my dad stopping the car at 5 (or 6)pm every evening if we were driving on post at Fort Belvoir so we could get out, stand at attention and… Read More


Written in 2013 I’ve been sitting here, trying to work but instead, looking back at my life and all the mistakes I’ve made. I can see you nodding your head knowingly. You’ve sat where I sit, thinking about the times you fucked up something or another. Some of you may want to jump in now… Read More


Written in 2013 This is my attempt at levity, because if I sink down any lower, I will end up in China (or whatever land mass is directly on the other side of the world from where I sit right now- I’m too lazy to look it up). I found a photo of me dressed… Read More


Written in 2014 Last night, I ventured out to watch a jazz quintet perform at a local club. It was a weeknight, but I was really in the mood for some good music, no conversation and a break from reality, if you will. The combo included an upright bass, and as soon as the rich… Read More