The Before & The After

Some of the most life-changing things occur so suddenly – out of the blue there is a drastic turn of events and things are instantly not what they were before. The separation is created: what was before, and what came after. These life altering events are not planned. Rather, they come on an otherwise subdued Tuesday evening.

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What Do You Want to Be When You Grow Up?

Most of us have had the experience of working for a bad boss or alongside the WORST group of co-workers.

For various reasons, you may find yourself surrounded with people who feel threatened by others’ success, folks who get drunk on power, or leadership that gets so wrapped up in details that they forget to plan for the bigger picture. Lack of developing staff, lack of support, lack of resources. Lack of talent, lack of communication, lack of growth. Bad, bad, bad situations.

Been there, got the t-shirt.

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…And We’re Back!

Hello Party People! We are back after a brief hiatus… Well, I honestly went down in flames for a few weeks there. I had a nasty sinus infection that turned into antibiotics, which happened to spur a really bad week long tummy reaction probably coupled with a viral issue, which ultimately sent me to the ER last night for severe pain and a newly diagnosed hernia. GOOD TIMES! Don’t be jealous; I didn’t even lose any weight! Pshh. 

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The Jacket Stays

I am the polar opposite of a hoarder. Clutter gives me anxiety and I rarely have a hard time letting go of things – especially if I have not used them recently. Oh, sure – I will keep items that may come in handy or have a possible use in the near future. However, I just feel better when things have homes they belong in, and my house is not overgrown in trinkets or random useless items. If I love it, I keep it. If not, it gets donated, recycled, or chucked.

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Relatable

Have you ever seen a gray moon?

Not just the color,

Sort of overcast, hanging sadly in the shadows of the night,

It illuminates nothing, and yet it still gives off a pitiful puff of light

Like the end of the last drag of a wilting cigarette.

Lifeless, dull, dreary, weathered

Smudged glass reflecting fingerprints

Yellowing newspapers crinkled in a scrapbook

Quietly standing by, observing the night

From the corner of a barren room,

Perhaps a musty-scented basement?

Perspective can change its appearance and

The moon can illuminate -White! Harvest! Yellow! Shining!

But not tonight

Not here

Not in this season

It is just gray.

I can relate.