You Will Grow From Your Grief


I looked lackadaisically at screen of my phone: “Coffee tomorrow?” When I didn’t answer Katie responded with only symbols: “?!?!?!” followed by the implied screaming of a Caps Lock button – “TANYA!!!???” She paused and let a few more diminutive cycles of seconds pass before she tried again: “Are you alive?!?” Leave it to another […]

Who, What, When, Where, Why and How?


Whenever I sit down to write – I always want there to be a purpose or a story. Something that will evoke meaningful feelings, comments, or warrant the kind of laughter that makes your sides hurt. In practicing the ever-gentle art of letting go, I am trying more to come to my seat sometimes with […]

Let It (Fucking) Go


There is a fissure somewhere deep inside me as of late, with slow moving lava spilling through my cracks and igniting me. This is a fitting analogy as I’m a fire sign, and a triple fire sign at that. At my birthday one year, my friend Jenica let me know this and I’ll never forget […]

She Was So Loved


It was 2006. I was 21-years-old, a senior at Keene State College, and my sister was in town visiting from where she resided in Burlington, Vermont. We were engaging in one of our favorite pastimes: a nice casual visit to the Humane Society in Swanzey, New Hampshire. I put an emphasis on the word casual, […]

Jumping For Joy


It was Saturday night and we were careening down a curvy road headed towards the Cache National Forest. We’d planned on going to Causey Reservoir the following day and figured why not turn it into all-out soiree that included camping under the stars, sitting around a fire, and being one with nature & shit. Once […]

Don’t Take On Other People’s Shit


I talk a lot about surrounding yourself with positive people – not letting other people ripple your waters and if they do; to keep paddling on. I realize that this isn’t always easy, because it’s just not realistic. We don’t always get a choice of who we are in the company of and even if […]

I’m An Adult


I think I have a really skewed view of what it means to “feel like an adult.” Most of my friends who consider themselves “adults” do things like buy houses or get married but fortunately for the sake of this blog’s existence – that’s not been my experience. Yes, instead of settling down, I chose […]

A Letter To Myself, Part Duex


Almost a year ago, at the dawn of my reemergence into the great Beehive State – I wrote a blog entry that was entitled: “An Open Letter to Myself.” In this letter I not only offered up advice to yours truly that I’m sure as shit I didn’t take; but I also challenged myself about […]