Good night, Chef.
I had woken up at 4:30 am to start a blog post. I turned on the TV for background noise, then four short minutes later the world came to a complete stop. No, erase that, not a stop, a complete jolt.
My Previous Words of the Year
2014 - Gratitude
2015 - Hustle
2016 - Soar
2017 - Contentment
2018 - Outshine
Usually like clockwork, by late November my "Word of the Year" pops in my head and declares itself my testament or self-made promise (for better lack of words.)
a person who lacks the courage to do or endure dangerous or unpleasant things.
Let's agree to stop linking suicide to the word coward, shall we? I'm not sure about you, but I know death scares the hell out of me. I don't want to
What? Wait. How?
It was 3pm, Friday, May 26, 2006. A date and time that will forever be etched in my mind. What many people don't know about me is since my late teens I have suffered from severe PCOS and endometriosis that resulted in quite
Helpless. Or maybe desperate. Either way, those are the words that first come to mind when I think of our recent family vacation. As a mom, you methodically check the weather, make sure you’ve packed all the essentials, making a list and checking it once,