118: Thoughts on Forgiveness and Clemency

I realize, like so much, I have been approaching this wrong: I’ve been seeking forgiveness from C, that is selfish. Is it any wonder C is still pissed?

Friday’s Guest Writer: Icepicks and Other Homeopathic Remedies (10)

How do I get you out of my head? Maybe if I pour gasoline in my ear, and light it on fire. Or stick an ice pick through my eyeball.

112: Thoughts on What am I doing? by Walking the Journey

112: @Dawn_ByTheCreek asks, “What am I doing?”

I’ve asked myself that question thousands of times a day over the years of my betrayal. I’ve asked myself that questions a thousand times a day since the reveal.

Friday’s Guest Writer: I Got Nothing (09)

Here is a list of the authors that have been helpful to me.

Check them out. Follow them if you aren’t.

106: The Mighty

“Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.”

I often wonder what keeps relationships going when, on the surface, it seems like there is so much going against them.

A Christmas Samaritan by Friday’s Guest Writer (08)

She truly is Mighty.

101.5: Unringing the Bell (Epilogue)

101.5: Unringing the Bell (5 of 5) – Epilogue

As my life with C fades to a distant and ringing echo I will move forward with intention. The lessons remain.

I’m excited about the possibilities.

What is Deserved? asks Friday’s Guest Writer (07)

A friend said to me: “I think there is something wrong with deserving.”

Reading her response has forced me to rethink my use of these words. Misuse? I’ll be curious what you think.

101.1: Unringing the Bell (Part 1 of 5)

101: Unringing the Bell (1 of 5) – No excuse

There is not a way back after the first act. I cannot unring the bell no matter how many lies I tell or secrets I keep about my betrayal.

And I had many of both.

Forgiveness by Friday’s Guest Writer (06)

Forgiving someone is not easy, is an everyday task. And that hard work starts from the knowledge of yourself. That’s exactly why is so hard because to forgive we have to acknowledge first the fact that we are not perfect.