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Christmas Eve. Approximately 10:30 pm. That’s when I heard the words that no parent ever wants to hear. “Mom, I need to go to the hospital.” My beautiful, hilarious, outrageous…sad, angry, scared, anxious…15 year old daughter had swallowed a bottle of pills. It’s a fear I’ve carried with me for a very long time. She’sContinue reading “A Fear Like No Other”

Many many moons ago I spent Christmas in Mobile, Alabama with a friend. While we were there we went to a club. For the life of me I don’t remember the name of it. What I DO remember is that we WANTED to go into a club called The World…but it was closed. So, weContinue reading “No, World, I Do Not Want To Come In Anymore”

I counted this morning. I moved 13 times between the ages of 10 and 25. 13 times in 15 years. I’ve been in the same place now for almost 18 years…but, if I’m being honest, I’ve been feeling that tug for many, many years…it’s just harder to pick up and go when you have aContinue reading “Home”

This is something that has been weighing on my heart for a very long time.  Possibly most of my life, but definitely the past year.  It’s time for it to come out. Dear Nopes, You probably wonder why I call you that.  You may even wonder if you are a Nope.  You…singularly…are not.  You…with otherContinue reading “An Open Letter From an Invisible-Ish Woman”

Last night I made a statement. “I don’t want to be me anymore.” You know what? Nothing could be further from the truth. What I want is to stop feeling like others think there is something wrong with being me. I have always been a passionate person. Everything I do…everything I feel…is with passion. And,Continue reading “I Don’t Want To Be Like You”

Hi. My name is Sheri. And I’m a recovering Helper. Helping is good, right? We learned that in kindergarten. We should always offer to help those who need us. But helping is like sex…if it’s not consensual on both sides, it doesn’t really make the recipient feel warm and fuzzy. It makes them feel mauledContinue reading “The Helper”

Two running jokes in my life that go back as far as I can remember… “Sheri can’t ride a bicycle to save her life…hahahaha” “Oh, look…Sheri is apologizing again…hahahaha” Yup. I may not be able to ride a bicycle near traffic without fearing for my life, but I am DAMN good at riding the Sorrycycle.Continue reading “Riding the Sorrycycle”

I will never forget the day that I finally snapped at Bella for constantly telling me, “One sec!!!!” as I tried to get her moving towards my plans for the day. She was only about 8…she was being a normal 8 year old…but I needed to get us where we were supposed to be…and sheContinue reading ““No More Secs!!!” (aka When God Needs Us to Just Listen)”

Alright, you guys. I have to admit something to you. Are you ready? Are you sitting? Maybe hold onto something to steady yourself. Ok…here it goes… I…am not perfect. WHAAAAATTT?!?! Ok. Has everyone’s shock subsided yet? But…really. I’m not perfect. No one is perfect. And the ones I’m closest to are the ones who canContinue reading “The Imperfection Connection”

I have been pretty much obnoxious about my new puppy this week. Which is borderline hilarious because I’ve really never been a huge dog person…and I had ZERO intention of getting a puppy. But…here we are… See.. what had happened was… I went for a run…didn’t even make it a half mile…when suddenly…I GET ATTACKEDContinue reading “Like a BOLT of Lightning”