watering with words
Hello and good day to you! If you haven’t heard the latest rumor on the street, I released my podcast (This is EZ With Friends) last Tuesday. I did so only after a heated debate with myself about whether it was ready or not. No better time than the present is what I’m told. I... Continue Reading →
Whoever said “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me” may have been a little out of touch. Words can absolutely hurt. They can heal. They can empower. They can make or break relationships. It’s why the phrases “think before speaking” and “choose your words wisely” came into existence. Yesterday... Continue Reading →
Happy Tuesday after a long weekend! These Tuesdays are hard because they feel like Mondays, but we’re going to be okay. Friday will be here before we know it. First of all - a special thank you to all of the people who reached out with messages of love and support after I poured myself... Continue Reading →
It was twelve years ago now that I seriously contemplated driving my car into the center divider of the 105 freeway. I was crying, I was tired, and I had no idea why I felt this way. A million thoughts raced through my head. I didn’t call anyone to ask for help, I held on... Continue Reading →
It has been about two years since I started this blog. It wasn’t always public. I spent the first year in the shadows - hiding from other people and not writing very often. Maybe once a month I would force myself to draft something up. A handful of my first entries never made the cut... Continue Reading →
The first time I was stung by a bee was probably seventeen years ago in a corridor of my high school. How the bee got inside, I’ll never know. I was chatting it up with a friend, laughing and carrying on, when I felt something land in my hair. I very casually reached for it... Continue Reading →
Writer’s block showed up this week like an unexpected visitor that seriously overstayed their welcome. It got me thinking about a time when some “cousins” came to stay with my family back in the 90s. ::insert hard eye roll:: They stayed for what felt like forever. It was the experience that taught me that I... Continue Reading →
This week was a doozy. I don’t always battle it out with myself - but when I do, it’s brutal. Quitting my job to discover my true purpose has been a bumpy ride. I know that anything worth having in this life requires patience and sacrifice. I know that it will all be worth it... Continue Reading →
Listen, I don’t like apologizing either. Even as a chronic user of the word “sorry,” I don’t like getting called out. It’s a big blow to my ego when something goes awry because of what I said or did. It’s an internal struggle to remain focused on a resolution instead of competition. Once I muster... Continue Reading →
Scroll to the bottom for a vlog version of this post. Growing up as an only child, I struggled with being alone. I didn’t know this at the time, but I longed for someone who understood me and my life experience. I could never grasp why the people around me with siblings didn’t get along... Continue Reading →
this is EZ with friends 