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#MidnightMadness – 10/19/2017


“Nerds… they’re the best kind of adults.”

~Brianna Cook (age 16)

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Keep trying…


“If you haven’t lassoed the moon yet, you haven’t swung your rope enough times.”  ~M

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Life and the unsteady leap…


“Life is sometimes like stepping onto an escalator.  The only way forward is to just sort of take an unsteady leap, all while hoping and praying you don’t trip and fall.”  ~M

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Worlds of wonder…


“We as writers create worlds of wonder, as the ink spills forth from our pens. All of which remains nonexistent, if we choose not to write.” ~M


So keep writing!  😉

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#MidnightMadness – 10/11/2017

I was busy writing in my office tonight, when my little Auti charged through the door and announced that she had a huge surprise for me.  She proceeded to drag me out of my office, through the living room, and then stopped me right in front of my bedroom door.  I was told to shut my eyes, and was then led into my bedroom where our family computer resides.  I was finally told to open my eyes and have a peek.  This is what was on the computer screen, written just for me…

Dear mommy I love you and I want to say you’re the best I love you and you love me every day is the best with you and I think you think the same thing I hope you’re doing well so I love you hopefully you enjoyed reading this as I loved writing this have a wonderful night from: autumn ;-D

This was just the sweetest note I could ever receive!  I think perhaps we need to work on her punctuation a bit, but there was no way I was going to point that out when her big blue eyes were staring up at me, looking for approval.  She’s currently in my bedroom again, writing poetry and yelling for me to come and take a look.  So I mustn’t keep her waiting!  Sounds like it’s a Christmas poem this time!  Lol… 😉

The importance of compassion…


“There have been many over the years, who have been downright mean, and who have repeatedly mistreated me.  But they are also the very same ones, who have taught me the true importance of showing compassion and kindness to all.”  ~M

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Love and friendship…


“Never forget that love and friendship go hand and hand. So don’t be afraid to tell your friends you love them. After all, it could be the only time they ever get to hear those heartfelt words.” ~M

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When words fail…


“When words cannot convey what your heart longs to speak, a hug is the only alternative.” ~M xo

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#MidnightMadness – 10/5/2017

In a recent conversation, my 16 yr old daughter said this…

“Mom, I’m such a weird teen.  Most kids my age are off partying, and here I am sitting here with you, pondering the philosophical meaning of life.”  

I almost died from laughing so hard.  Lol… 😉

Matters of the heart…


“With every jab directed at a persons heart, it becomes harder for them to forgive and easier for them to just walk away.”  ~M

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Are you okay?


I have to admit, when someone asks me if I’m fine or okay, I start to get a bit defensive.  I immediately begin to wonder if I’m starting to look weak or somehow flawed.  I’ll come up with any number of excuses to convince the person that I am completely okay and that they need not worry about me.  But 9 times out of 10, when somebody asks me this, I only go on the defensive because they are completely right.  I’m not always fine and somehow it seems they’ve noticed it.  I’m terrible at being able to hide my emotions and I’m drawn to people who are really good at reading them.  So with that combination, I am always sure to be found out.

Today, I was thinking all of this over and began to wonder why I am so set on having people believe that I’m okay, when in fact I’m actually not.  I think part of it stems from my upbringing.  I grew up in a home where I was taught to “suck it up and drive on.”  If I ever had a problem, I was told that it was inconsiderate to speak of it and burdensome for others to hear it.   I was told that there were plenty of other people who had worse problems, so my problems were not important enough to speak of.  I’m almost thinking this was a generational thing because I see a lot of people my age who were told the same thing.  We weren’t allowed to complain or voice our opinions like people are nowadays.  Everything was a certain way, and whether we liked it or not, that’s just the way it was.  We didn’t have many choices or options, we were just told to do what we were supposed to do, and not ask questions or complain.

I had my first and only panic attack when I was 18, and I still remember it like it was yesterday.  I had just started a new job, in a new state, and was living with my biological father for the first time.  I didn’t know anybody and barely even knew my dad.  I had no idea I was feeling anxious at the time because I had grown accustomed to the feeling of anxiety and usually just tried to brush it off as if nothing were wrong.  But for some reason, that day, my body wouldn’t cooperate with me just brushing off the anxious emotions which were welling up inside of me.  I was completely alone, facing the world for the first time on my own, and uncertainty and fear began to overwhelm me.

Well, that first day on the job only lasted about 20 minutes, before the anxiety attack started.  Everything began to turn different shades of gray and I could barely stand due to the sudden dizziness I felt.  All sound became muffled and it seemed like I had gone into a dark tunnel where sounds just echoed off the walls around me.  I could hear my breathing, which was raspy and strained, and the pounding of my heart, a sound I had never heard audibly, was now the only other sound I could hear.  I could no longer speak because I could no longer hear my own voice.  It was probably the scariest moment of my life, and I had no idea what was happening.

I remember somebody leading me to a storage room and making me sit down on some boxes.  I remember sitting there thinking that I might possibly be dying, but I had no idea what to do about it.  After being left there for what seemed like ages, finally, somebody came back for me and tried to ask me what was wrong.  I remember not being able to explain to them what was wrong and so eventually they seemed to give up and just drove me home and left me at my apartment.

I don’t remember how long I was back at my apartment before I was coherent enough to call my dad, but after he got home, I remember trying to explain to him what had happened.  Since I had never experienced something like that before, I couldn’t really explain what had happened to me.  Looking back, I think everyone at that store must have thought I was on drugs or something.  I never did end up going back to that place and I don’t think I ever contacted anyone to tell them that I wasn’t coming back.  It was years before I ever fully understood what had happened to me that day.  I haven’t had another panic attack since then and I really hope I never do.

I’ve since become a master at hiding my anxiety and rarely admit to anyone that I am often depressed.  The only time I really confide in anyone is after my feelings of anxiety have subsided.  I feel like it’s safer for me to talk about it then after the suicidal thoughts have left me, and when I can control my emotions better.  I always have this fear that if I actually tell someone how I’m really feeling that they will lock me away somewhere, for fear that I may otherwise harm myself.

I’ve seen my own daughter end up in a mental hospital and so I know what they are like.  The place she stayed at did her absolutely no good and actually made her mental state worse.  She became like a prisoner while she was there and we had no say in anything that happened to her.  The psychiatrist there told my husband and me that he had complete control of our underage daughter and that he wouldn’t release her until he wanted to.  I wouldn’t wish a place like that on my worst enemy and it breaks my heart every time I think of my daughter having to have been there.

It all started out with our family physician insisting that we take her there, and once we did, we lost all parental rights and were only allowed to visit her for about an hour each day.  We drove the two hours there and back every day, all in order to be able to at least see her and tell her how much we loved her.  But I would never allow it again for any of my family members, no matter what the situation, and I certainly never want to end up in a place like that myself.  So even though I struggle with anxiety and depression, I do so without medication, without therapy, and without any sort of outside help.  I “suck it up and drive on.”  It’s the way I was taught and the way I’ll forever remain.

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Creating happiness…


“I’ve found happiness doesn’t just come to you, you’ve got to create it where you’re at, with what you already have.” ~M

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October Writing Prompts


Well, here we are, already into October!  Can you believe it?  Enjoy this months prompts and remember to add a link to this post if you decide to participate.  I can’t wait to see what all of you come up with!

1. Itsy bitsy spider
2. Moonlight reflections
3. Flabbergasted
4. Pink persuasion
5. Fragile whispers
6. Dandelion dreams
7. The journey beyond
8. Red velvet
9. Shadows of doubt
10. Spilt milk
11. Portions of time
12. Vacant stare
13. A touch of whimsy
14. Sardine soup
15. Goblins and ghouls
16. Hints of pleasure
17. Insurmountable
18. Sickly sweet
19. Folds of forever
20. Lickety-split
21. Icy tears
22. Rainbow wishes
23. Floating lanterns
24. A sliver of hope
25. Skipping stones
26. Tangled webs
27. Scribbles and dribbles
28. The twisted plot
29. Crispy cakes and stomach aches
30. Fantastical beasts
31. Slurps and burps

Oh, and don’t forget!  I’ll be posting all of my responses to these prompts, over at my new blog, Her Writing Haven.  Please come have a look if you haven’t yet.  😉

#MidnightMadness – 10/1/2017


I’m craving a hot drink right now and once and awhile I crave a stiff drink, and when a woman says something like this, you have to kind of wonder what she means by that.  😉

Sorry… it’s midnight.  I get silly this time of night.  Lol…

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September Writing Prompt Participants


There has been such a good response with this month’s writing prompts, that I’ve decided to continue creating these on a monthly basis.  I was blown away by those of you who participated.  Your poems, stories, thoughts, and ideas were so creative and thoroughly enjoyable.  I want to give special mention to Dorinda Duclos, over at Night Owl Poetry.  She exceeded my expectations by completing every single prompt for September and spurred me on in the process.  So thank you Dorinda!  You completely amaze me by your determination and dedication, especially with all you’ve been going through.  Love you so much!  And without further ado, here’s the list of the amazing participants who are all incredibly gifted and talented writers.  Please take some time to visit their websites and get to know these wonderful bloggers.  Oh, and if I missed adding someone, please leave me a comment and let me know.  ~M

Links of participating prompt writers:

Day 1 – I tried to say goodbye
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/01/i-tried-to-say-goodbye-poetry/
Afterwards – https://afterwards.blog/2017/09/02/mans-best-friend/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/01/wasnt-worth-it/
Emerging Destiny – http://emergingdestiny.com/2017/09/25/i-tried-to-say-goodbye/

Day 2 – Meadows of light
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/02/meadows-in-light/
Walt’s Writings – https://waltswritingsonlife.wordpress.com/2017/09/02/meadows-of-light/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/02/meadows-of-light-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/

Day 3 – The Crack in the Corner
Walt’s Writings – https://waltswritingsonlife.wordpress.com/2017/09/03/the-crack-in-the-corner/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/03/the-crack-in-the-corner-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/03/that-mattie-she-was-probably-right-all-right/

Day 4 – Silly Putty
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/04/impression-upon-my-soul-poetry-septemberwriting/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/04/silly-putty-silly-putty/

Day 5 – Creases of the heart
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/05/creases-of-the-heart-romantictuesday-septemberwriting-poetry/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/05/elvis-lives/
Emerging Destiny – http://emergingdestiny.com/2017/09/28/creases-of-the-heart/

Day 6 – Orange Dumplings
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/06/orange-dumplings-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/06/miscommunication/

Day 7 – Willy Nilly
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/07/willy-and-nilly-poetry-septemberwriting/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/07/busy-billy/

Day 8 – Looming Chaos
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/08/looming-chaos-poetry-of-a-hurricane-irma-septemberwriting/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/08/rapture-of-the-church/

Day 9 – Paper Stars
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/09/now-a-paper-star/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/09/paper-stars-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
The Rock in the River – https://therockintheriver.wordpress.com/2017/09/10/an-attempt-at-a-writing-prompt/
Night Unlatched – https://nightunlatched.wordpress.com/2017/09/15/paper-stars-never-fall/

Day 10 – Empty Promises
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/10/empty-promises-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/10/but-you-promised-me/
The Rock in the River – https://therockintheriver.wordpress.com/2017/09/11/another-writing-prompt/

Day 11 – Cigars and Bourbon
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/11/cigars-and-bourbon/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/11/mistress-of-the-game-poetry-septemberwriting/

Day 12 – A Feathery Kiss
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/12/feathery-sweetness/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/12/a-feathery-kiss-romantictuesday-septemberwriting-poetry/

Day 13 – Illusionary Dreams
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/13/the-boy-in-the-moon-poetry-septemberwriting/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/13/invite-me-over-ill-follow-crumbs/
Afterwards – https://afterwards.blog/2017/09/14/illusionary-dreams-writing-prompt-1392017/

Day 14 – Once a treasure
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/14/once-a-treasure-poetry-septemberwriting/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/14/a-size-14/

Day 15 – Splintered Fragments
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/15/friday-fantasy-splintered-fragments-poetry-septemberwriting/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/15/just-a-holy-day-not-a-holiday/

Day 16 – A Marked Discovery
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/16/fall-approaches-dailyhaikuchallenge-poetry/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/16/in-the-hands-of-the-potter/

Day 17 – Perceptions of Life
Confessions of a failed writer – https://confessingsofafailedwriter.wordpress.com/2017/09/17/i-like-big-words-and-i-cannot-lie/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/17/perceptions-of-life-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/17/what-makes-life-worth-living/

Day 18 – A Generous Portion
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/18/a-generous-portion-septemberwriting-poetry-freeverse/
Afterwards – https://afterwards.blog/2017/09/19/a-generous-portion-of-life-writephoto-challenge/

Day 19 – Tragedy Spelled Misery
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/19/tragedy-spelled-misery-poetry-acrostic-septemberwriting/

Day 20 – Applesauce Pie
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/20/applesauce-pie-septemberwriting-poetry/

Day 21 – Sprinkled with love
Walt’s Writings – https://waltswritingsonlife.wordpress.com/2017/09/21/sprinkled-with-love/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/21/sprinkled-with-love-septemberwriting-poetry/

Day 22 – Fountain of fizz
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/22/fountain-of-fizz-septemberwriting-poetry/
Sweet Aroma – https://onetahayes.com/2017/09/21/water-baptism/

Day 23 – Blanketed in bliss
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/23/tastes-of-autumn-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Afterwards – https://afterwards.blog/2017/09/24/blanketed-in-bliss/

Day 24 – Profound destiny
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/24/profound-destiny-septemberwriting-poetry/
Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching! – https://tessacandoit.com/2017/09/24/september-writing-prompts-by-michelle-september-24th-2017/

Day 25 – A pinch of happiness
Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching! – https://tessacandoit.com/2017/09/25/september-writing-prompts-by-michelle-september-25th-2017/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/25/a-pinch-of-happiness-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Afterwards – https://afterwards.blog/2017/09/25/a-pinch-of-happiness/

Day 26 – Peppered pickles
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/26/pickled-septemberwriting-poetry/
Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching! – https://tessacandoit.com/2017/09/26/september-writing-prompts-by-michelle-september-26th-2017/

Day 27 – The silvery substance
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/27/autumn-nighttime-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching – https://tessacandoit.com/2017/09/27/september-writing-prompts-by-michelle-september-27th-2017/

Day 28 – The embers erupted
Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching – https://tessacandoit.com/2017/09/28/september-writing-prompts-by-michelle-september-28th-2017/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/28/a-raging-inferno-septemberwriting-fiction/

Day 29 – Between the lines
Emerging Destiny – http://emergingdestiny.com/2017/09/24/between-the-lines-september-writing-prompt/
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/29/alone-by-the-window-septemberwriting-poetry-of-loneliness/
Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching – https://tessacandoit.com/2017/09/29/september-writing-prompts-by-michelle-september-29th-2017/

Day 30 – Scattered Rose Petals
Night Owl Poetry – https://dorindaduclos.com/2017/09/30/scattered-dailyhaikuchallenge-septemberwriting-poetry/
Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching – https://tessacandoit.com/2017/09/30/september-writing-prompts-by-michelle-september-30th-2017/
A Soldier’s Walk – https://asoldierswalk.com/2017/09/30/scattered-rose-petals/