In a little over 12 hours, I will sit down to face a huge mountain I’ve been wanting to climb for years now. Over the last six months, I’ve finally been taking steps toward that mountain, and it is now time to begin my ascent. If I’ve learned one thing in my lifetime so far, it’s to take steps relevant to your progress and not to proceed based on the competition of others. Thanks to years of sequins, heels, false eyelashes and brilliant pageant coaches, I live with

“Beginning Again” – My Story of Sobriety, Success, Humility and True Love June 25, 2020 One year ago today, I quit drinking and, One year ago today . . . I got my life back. I haven’t mentioned it before, because I made a promise to myself to make it to a very important goal. One year. And, guess what? I made it! And, now I’m ready to talk. You see, it wasn’t like before. In your 20’s, you have a drink to have fun. In your 30’s, you have a drink to chill. However, the older I got, the more

“Beginning Again” – My Story of Sobriety, Success, Humility and True Love June 25, 2020 One year ago today, I quit drinking and, One year ago today . . . I got my life back.

Think of your High School Geometry Class. Your body is a work of art. You just need to create it. Find a mirror. And just begin moving.

One day I will let my little girl go, and she will never look back. I know that. One day my heart won’t sink as she walks away with her head held high as she looks straight ahead towards her dreams and goals with her heart in her hand. But, oh how I remember that first day. That first day she looked back. Those large brown eyes turning back around to look back at me. Her hand already letting go of my mine as she turned her curly little head around as if to say, “Where are you mom? I don’t thi

One day I will let my little girl go, and she will never look back. I know that. One day my heart won’t sink as she walks away with her head held high as she looks straight ahead towards her dreams and goals with her heart in her hand.

Seems simple. Wet robe, hang it up. It dries. Wear it the next day. Such an easy task. We all do it everyday, right? Not so much in this house. A robe on a hook could end in a life long journey of utterances of, “No, I can’t!” “You have to do it for me!” We respond, “No, we are not going to do it for you Skyy!” Followed by, “Yes, you can Skyy. You can do this!” We all moved into this house two years ago. Mom, Skyy, Sunny, and James and John. Skyy was somewhat independent, but nowhere near

Seems simple. An easy task. Wet robe, hang it up. It dries. Wear it the next day. Such an easy task. We all do it everyday. Right? Not so much in this house. A robe on a hook is a life long journey of, “No, I can’t!” “I can’t find it!” “Where is it?” “You have to do it for me!”

Here it is! 2017 Santa looked over and said, “Hey, is that Skyy?!!!” She was so excited. He remembered her from the years before. He had the glove in hand and a huge smile. This is the story of how Skyy met the real Santa . . . For some of those who I have just met this year, Skyy is completely blind. 🙂