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What I Want To Be When I Grow Up

I usually only check my mail once every two weeks right before I get paid. My logic being that my mail typically consists of bills, a couple of catalogs and some random advertisements – once every couple of weeks is often enough right?  Like tonight, I stopped by the mailbox on my way home from…

Love & Hate

She says she hates me.

This wasn’t how I thought it would be. How I always dreamt it would be. There was nothing like this at all. We were supposed to talk about everything. About boys and friends. About school and clothes and makeup. About life. We were supposed to laugh and be silly together. And cry together.  And share…

lies!

They lied to me.

They lied to me. My parents.  And I believed them. Or maybe they just didn’t know anything different.  Maybe it’s what their parents told them. Work hard and be nice.  It’s what I been taught all my life. It’s what I’ve done all my life. It’s probably what you were taught as well. I guess…

my escape plan?

My escape plan

No one died.  One of my sons has described me as having retarded unflinching optimism. I took that description as a compliment, even though I’m not sure it was meant to be. I believe it’s all a matter of perception – what we tell ourselves. As long as no one has died, there’s always a…