When It’s Time.

There will come a day

When I hear the birds

For a final time.

Will the clock still

Tick without me?

It did for you…

And now I sit

And wait for it

Each morning to

Somehow bring you

Back…

This clock

That was yours.

This time that is still ours somehow

Together…

The birds still chirp.

I think of you.

Family Matters.

My past tells me there is nothing worse than family pain, but even worse than that is when it becomes public.
I remember trying very hard (in the moment) to not say or do anything I’d later regret, to rise above, and to grant forgiveness even though it was never asked for, even when I was being dragged through the coals unnecessarily or when I felt completely wronged. I stayed silent.

I said nothing in response to the character attacks, to the assassination that was me…
And I apologized for anything I could’ve done to deserve abandonment. And I stayed silent.


No one knew the truth. My truth. And I didn’t dare suggest it in order to not disrespect my family or out them in their privacy. Even though they ripped mine apart. I stayed silent.


In the end I apologized for things that I could’ve been accountable for, which were nill, but I did it anyway. I did it to reestablish the peace, not just for me, but for my household, the ones living amongst my pain and chaos. And then, I stayed silent.


After this was over, after I was forgiven, I never was afforded the same understanding. And I stayed silent.


It bothered me briefly, but I put it away and moved on…I stayed silent.

What I learned is that some people need to be understood in their own ignorance. That some people need left right where they are so that you can move on…
Some people will never get the opportunity to grow because they can’t allow themselves to see fault or accept any type of accountability or responsibility for their part that they played in anything.
And that is the true crime—the life that’s not lived. The stagnant soul. The one that refuses change. Change being the reason life’s worth living in the first place.


I’d rather be silent.
And love. And move on.

Everybody Knows.

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long-stem rose
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you’ve been faithful
Oh, give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you’ve been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it’s now or never
Everybody knows that it’s me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
When you’ve done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe’s still picking cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it’s moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there’s gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you’re in trouble
Everybody knows what you’ve been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it’s coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
Everybody knows

Songwriters: Leonard Cohen / Sharon Robinson

Everybody Knows lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Making V-Day Mine! ❤️

My Heart Sweet Pie Cookie

Valentine’s Day has always been my favorite. Not just because of the candy and sweets, but because I always seemingly had a boyfriend when I was younger that gave me cool gifts and made me feel special around this time of year.

As I got older though, this obviously changed—hugely. I found myself depressed and disappointed in no longer receiving gifts that were met with surprise gasps and ahs, ones that were no longer secret and special, and ones that now felt forced and commercialized instead.

That’s when I decided to make Valentine’s Day MY holiday. And I was going to make it AWESOME.

Holiday School Treat Bags

I think one of my favorite things about being a mom is that you have full reign to make things what you want them to be for others and for yourself. You can, to a certain extent, create excitement, happiness, and joy within your home

Dunkin Donuts Brownie Batter Hearts

Maybe you didn’t get a certain tradition you wanted growing up, but that doesn’t mean you can’t create heartfelt memories of your own once you become an adult…

Jetta can’t dance,
but she sure can sing!


And in this house—we celebrate! Valentine’s Day has always been a special something for us here; we endorse love. And we get excited about this one day of the year that we can go over the top with it too.

We hope you and yours had a great day of love this year, and remember—love is everywhere, and it should be celebrated every day, not just on one day each year!

Heart Shaped Red Sprinkle Cake

Tell us how you shared Valentine’s Day this year! We’d love to hear from you! ❤️🥳😎