Warning: This post will contain LOTS of swearing and emotion. If it offends you, I'm gonna stop ya right here. If not, grab your popcorn and tea. Cause shit is about to get real....hood Mel coming out at ya. I don't know what is in the air or what is aligned with the stars, but some … Continue reading getting real.
Life had just given me a whirlwind experience and a lesson to be learned. My Uncle "Curly" had passed away on July 4th. He had a rare auto immune disease scleroderma. I remember when he was in the hospital a couple of months earlier I had paid him a visit. The moment I saw him, … Continue reading it shouldn’t take a funeral.
I normally post something about my Dad on Father's Day, but this time I didn't. I had the thought to share something, but I just didn't know what I wanted to say. My dad has been gone for 16 years. That's literally half of my life now. I've only known my dad for half of my … Continue reading Life isn’t about yourself.
I just recently celebrated my birthday. I also forgot how old I was turning. 32? 33? 40? 32. I don't know what happened to my memory once I turned 30. It's like I just stopped caring how old I was and sadly accepted the fact that I was slowly on my way to becoming an … Continue reading your soul is showing.
Perspective. Such a heavy word with so much energy. Let's look at the definition of it. According to Google search , let's use the second definition. perspective [per-spek-tiv] a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view. I really love that. An attitude toward something. A point of view. The more … Continue reading I see you.
It's obviously been a while since I did my last post. I really have no other excuse as to why I didn't post more than the fact I got lazy. I was on my high (refer to my last post) and then I went back down. And here I am. Not necessarily on a full … Continue reading All the YES.
I love getting inspired. I love it so much. I crave it. I love hearing stories, or seeing things that make my heart beat a bit faster. The rush of endorphins that flood your heart and soul is similar to when you take ecstasy. (I never claimed to be a saint.) I never noticed how … Continue reading My name is Mel. And I’m an addict.