When Art is Your Love Language

When I'm so happy and satisfied and moved and full of love about something or someone, I make art about it. I write poetry or love letters. I paint. I create little cartoon portraits on internet apps. As children and still as adults, long afternoons and evenings were spent with my brother and sister, reaching … Continue reading When Art is Your Love Language

My Real First Marriage

In recent years when I have discussed my first marriage, I've been referring to the one with legal paperwork, self-esteem turmoil, and a divorce at the end. In all of those times I have said the words "my first marriage," I forgot that my first marriage was actually to my childhood best friend who lived two doors … Continue reading My Real First Marriage

Guilt and sentimental attachment

One of the hardest things about getting rid of stuff I don't use or need is that a lot of times, that stuff I don't use or need was a gift from someone I care about and I don't want to insult anyone by getting rid of things they gave me. I've been carrying around … Continue reading Guilt and sentimental attachment