Category: Reflections

  • Friendships In My 40s

    Friendships In My 40s

    With age comes wisdom. (Well, there’s one good thing about getting older.)  🙂 Getting older has helped me realize what is important to me in my friendships. Everyone has different needs. Ideally, we will be able to find friends that have the same expectations and needs that we do. I feel silly saying this but…

  • Why I Blog

    Why I Blog

      If we live to be 82, we have approximately 30,000 days on this planet. DAYS! Our life can be reduced to days and half of mine are behind me. I started this blog because I want to make the most of my 30,000 days and I want to see how others are doing the…

  • The First Man I Ever Loved

    The First Man I Ever Loved

    This is a picture of my father and me. I just felt I needed to share this today.  On a flashback Friday if you will. My parents divorced when I was two and I don’t have many memories of my life during that time.  One thing I can remember is my dad singing.  He has…

  • I Hope You Stick Around

    I discovered today that I have lost followers because of my 31 Days of Pink.  I understand that receiving something in your inbox everyday can be overwhelming.  Especially when what is being shared doesn’t resonate with you.  If breast cancer awareness just isn’t “your thing.” I was a little saddened because one of the followers…

  • A Reminder From Brain Surgery: The Time Is Now

    Dedicated with love to my friend J. A Headache.  A simple, nagging pain in the ass headache.  We all get them.  We have all felt the pounding. The throbbing. The dull ache. This headache, a suspected migraine, took her to urgent care.  She was seeking relief.  As the days went on, the relief was nowhere…

  • The Importance Of Being Alone

    The Importance Of Being Alone

    The connections I have made through surfing have been amazing.  Most days, surfing is a community activity for me.  I have always surfed with friends, unless circumstances and desperation for waves forced me to go alone. The conversations, the laughs, and the stoke shared with others somehow just makes life on the sand seem a…