Let Go or Be Dragged

I once laid on the floor of a grown mans walk in closet; crying and begging him not to break up with me. He still said goodbye. I haven’t seen him since. That memory though… of me, in the fetal position, petitioning for a love that was incredibly wrong for me… I still see that; […]

Beginning Again

The beginning of a new year seems to societally signal a time of reflection for things that have happened. How inspiring and/or depressing, depending on your most recent twirl around the sun… Depending, on what you choose to remember… How many of you have been through a bad break up, or a nasty life experience? […]

Home for The Holidays

I got a letter recently, letting me know that Molly’s father will soon be released from prison. As it turns out he will be home just in time to celebrate Thanksgiving. Although I do have a lot of things to give thanks for, the irony of the timing is not lost on me… As reality […]

Don’t Go Asking Jesus Why…

This has been the kind of week that leaves you questioning what day it is, and where you are supposed to be; regardless of how many times you check your calendar or clock. It’s been the kind of week where you find yourself a going through the motions… doing what it takes to survive… The […]

Don’t Forget the Fork

Last Friday at 4:39 A.M. my phone alerted me that it had received a text message. I’m a pretty unpopular lady these days (at least in the adult world), and have also sucked at sleeping (for the past year and change); so it doesn’t take much to wake, or intrigue me… Of course, it was […]

Thanks For The Memories

It’s interesting how cyclical our journey’s can sometimes seem. Things happen. Hard things, joyous things, terrifying, and beautiful things. And amidst all of these human experiences we often find ourselves either fighting to hold on, or aching to let go; of people, places, and objects. Change is the only constant in life, yet it becomes […]

An open letter to my daughter on her third birthday…

Molly Jean LaCasse, You started talking a whole lot more this year, and/or I’m finally learning to decipher what it is you so passionately speak of. I was especially proud to teach you your full name, partly because the last one (rightfully so); now matches mine. I bow to the universe’s work (but am less […]

An open letter to the year that built me.

An open letter to the year that built me, Well, that was fucked up! I thought I had already faced heartache. I thought I had learned how to pick myself up and begin again; years before. But then without warning … it was if you turned around, looked directly into my eyes, and said “Hold […]

Victory.

There was something really cathartic about unexpectedly stepping foot back into Maine district court today. I couldn’t help but recall the last time I was there, several months ago. My body seemed to viscerally remember the emotions and sensations, and how they almost swallowed me whole that day… I was so scared, sad, and seemingly […]

Love is the answer.

This year on Valentine’s Day I am single. Make your own coffee, carry your own groceries, do all the laundry, sleeping diagonally across the bed, paying all the damn bills… kind of single. I have a roommate, but it’s still always my night to take out the trash, and my turn to do the dishes… […]