Life is Your Story

Okay I get that the Bachelorette is all about young women who are in search of a husband - a wedding dress, starting a family and lots of french kissing but what about us middle aged single ladies? Here are the top 9 ways (and they are fascinating) that this middle aged, fed up, tired, bloated, tell it like it is Bachelorette would do stuff: 9 - the moment the cameras start to roll and those bright lights hit me - I am going to do one thing and one thing only - have a hot flash (and say "Oye I'm having a hot flash"). 8 - opening scene - forget the arrival by limo and i don't need 50 men - 9 for the picking will do - arrive walking your dog and when you first lay your eyes upon my mystical beauty ask "Who are you wearing?" and I will reply "Levis by Levi Strauss". 7 - settle into the mansion - and if this whole greeting process goes past 930PM then I am going to bed because I'm fed up, tired and bloated and they better have Netflix. 

I’ve watched love walk out the door And watched it march right back in again I’ve mourned the loss of love Wondering where things went wrong Knowing when things stopped being right Sometimes I imagine there is someone on their way to me They missed their flight or they are sitting on a bench in the pouring rain waiting for a bus. They are somewhere in the stillness, in the in-between, the this and that, the here and there. Sometimes you are with someone They share your home They share your bed They play an integral role in your life But you feel completely alone You wonder how much longer you can stay And what would happen if you left Alone in love or no love at all                                               Photo by Luis Alfonso Orellana If you’ve been in love You know that sweet spot When everything is off the charts Intertwined with a lover Kissing in the dark Your soul in the light Feasting on one another Leav

Come here Let me hold you Let me tell you How much I love you How easy it is To be with you Let’s HIDE BENEATH THE COVERS Let’s take Mondays Off the calendar Let’s kiss and hug Let’s laugh LET’S TALK IT OUT AND MAKE A PACT NEVER TO GIVE UP NEVER TO LEAVE LET’S RESPECT ONE ANOTHER BE PRESENT BE LOVERS BE FRIENDS LOVE COMES IN MANY FORMS OURS HAS A SHAPE OF ITS OWN Like A snowflake Dancing WITH the wind Like a winding path Full of detours And fallen trees THAT WE NAVIGATE Hand in hand Me beside you You beside me In love In silence In time For all of those who have found love and to the brave souls who are willing to try and find it again.

(Mont Tremblant, Quebec - Winter 2009) It's 2AM. My mind is in a spin. Thoughts are racing so fast that I can't catch them. It's 3AM. I've left the house the way you leave when you don't know where you or going or why - just that you had to get up and go.  I am driving down a country road. It's a crisp, chilly evening that smells like winter. My mood is jagged and sharp. I taste blood in my mouth from an apparent injury I do not remember. The red juice is dripping from the corner of my lips. I find a napkin in the cup holder and I place it over the wound. It's as if I have been kidnapped and gagged and in a way I have. I  pull into an empty lot by a long abandoned sawmill. I turn the engine off and I step outside. I immediately feel the deep freeze run through my bones.  Clouds of smoke exit my mouth the moment my breath makes contact with the air.   I walk toward a bridge and stand upon it looking down at the rushing river. Rivers are mighty. They own what

WHEN YOU COME HOME AT THE END OF THE DAY – YOUR HEAD SPINNING IN A CLOUD OF FEATHERS AND DUST – I WILL BE HERE FOR YOU – WE WILL HUG – WE WILL HAVE DINNER THE WAY WE USE TO HAVE DINNER – TAKING OUR TIME – MELTING INTO ONE ANOTHER – EATING AND TALKING ABOUT THINGS TO LOOK FORWARD TO  WE’LL KISS – THE WAY WE USE TO KISS – OUR TONGUES DANCING – WE WILL EXPLORE ONE ANOTHER SO WE CAN GET BACK TO WHERE WE WERE – OUR HANDS TRAVELING THE LINES THAT TRACE THE MAP OF OUR  LOVE JOURNEY  -   WE  WILL  THRIVE TOGETHER IN THE DARKNESS  THAT IS OUR LIGHT   WE CAN FIND OUR WAY BACK TO ALL OF THIS – TO ALL OF US – I KNOW WE LOVE EACH OTHER – I KNOW SOMETIMES WE CAN’T STAND EACH OTHER – I KNOW THAT’S OKAY AS LONG THE “LOVING EACH OTHER” OUTWEIGHS THE REST  NOW COME HERE MY LOVE – HOLD ME – KISS ME – SLIP BENEATH THE SHEETS WITH ME - FEEL ME - TASTE ME TASTING YOU  I WILL BE THERE AT THE BEGINNING OF EVERY END     YOU’LL BE CAR