Melisa Peterson Lewis
Every once in a while you come across words that hit you right in the gut. I was reading The Rules of Magic by Alice Hoffman (book review coming soon) when one of the characters quoted an Emily Dickinson poem. I have never intentionally read Emily Dickinson because poetry isn't really my dish. However, I'm... Continue Reading →
As if there aren’t enough pressures that fall heavy on our backs, we also battle our internal critic. Knowing too much backstory for us to ignore, it taunts and kicks us in the gut when we are down. Society pushes these pressures on us, and we accept them with a curtsey or a bow. Do... Continue Reading →
We stayed up late and talked about the demons that haunted us and the people we ran with. I looked to you for comfort and everything about you allowed me to feel that way. You are my friend, but you aren’t a part of my life any longer. There was a time when we were... Continue Reading →
Quote Challenge 3 Days: Day 1 Thank you Sarishboo for the quote challenge. You are as beautiful as your blog and I love reading it! Here is my first quote. Well I know what's right I got just one life In a world that keeps on pushin' me around But I'll stand my ground Tom... Continue Reading →
A breakdown of my haul by each decade of my life. What was your haul at each decade mark? Ten: Dirty knees. My haul was snacks, my stuffed koala bear, Barbies, Lego, a bag full of chipmunk bones (don’t judge), and hand-me-down clothes. I went everywhere on my bicycle with a banana seat! This was... Continue Reading →
