Are you ready for this? Here’s what really happens … — I love the early morning quiet of a weekend to myself. I’m a single mother. I don’t get a lot of quiet mornings. I have a different kind of appreciation for a morning with my children, but quiet mornings on my own are savored — especially when it’s early enough…

I’ve never considered myself fearful. Even as a child, I was borderline reckless with my bravery. There was no tree I was afraid to climb or height I was afraid to go to. If someone told me I couldn’t do something, I was definitely going to try to do…

Could it really be this simple? — As a professional writer, I spend a lot of time researching articles. Some are ideas I’ve had that I want to follow up on while some are assignments I’ve been given. It’s interesting the personal revelations that come out of so much of my deep dive into various topics, particularly…

Spot the Signs of Avoidant Attachment Style and Learn to Deal with An Avoidant Partner — If you’ve ever dated an emotionally unavailable partner, you might have been dealing with an avoidant attachment style without even knowing it. Attachment theory is fascinating. Pioneered by Mary Ainsworth and John Bowlby, the theory suggests that the way we relate to our early caregivers influences our lifelong relationship style.

If you fear every lover will leave, this one’s for you — Looking at romantic relationships through the lens of attachment theory can be revealing. In fact, so many of what we perceive to be relationship failures can be attributed to reactions developed as a result of our early attachment styles. Suddenly, we see clingy, distrustful, and avoidant partners in a different…

A poem for the ages — The bodies dancing near the stage Are aged and bent Misshapen form But their smiles are wide And hips are free Despite eyes that won’t trouble To hide their scorn So many moons from when These dancers were born And ridicule is a young man’s game I sit, in the middle, An…

For everyone who’s tired of loving and losing — I reach a point where I think, “Enough is enough.” My heart is tired. Tired of filling up to the brim with love only for lovers to leave. Tired of giving and giving while never receiving love in return. Tired of trying and failing. …

A poem for lost loves — I can’t list all the things That make me sad, but I’ll try The relief in your voice When you said goodbye The way you hate me Even through my grief The way you took my heart And with it, my belief The way we stopped Truly being friends The…

Rest, relax, recharge, and recover. — Healthcare should be more accurately named Aftercare. So often, we don’t appreciate our health until we’re not healthy anymore. We take the steps to return to wellness, but then we go back to our busy lifestyles — forgetting that we need to maintain this optimal state of being if we’d…