WTF’S, Beards, BJ’s, and Anniversaries. Related, but not.

I feel very restricted by the internet today. What I really want to do is jump out from behind a door and yell, “HEY! I HAVE ALL KINDS OF SHIT TO TELL YOU!” I’d have a giant creepy grin on my face and it would scare you so bad you’d pee a little, and we’d laugh….and laugh….

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How much I love you

This blog-hurkey-orgy-thingy is an ode to our friend Mandi because

 IT’S HER BIRTHDAY!!!!!

A group of us are singing You Are My Sunshine, each taking one line from the song in our titles. At the end of this I’ll leave a link for the next in blog in line. Now onto the business at hand…

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An Orphan’s Life

bethteliho:

I know it doesn’t look like it, but I AM writing! Today I shared a story very close to my heart over on the sisterwives blog. I’d be honored if you read it.

Originally posted on The SisterWives:

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He was found by his aunt in his home at the age of two, abandoned by his alcoholic mother. Just a baby. Scared. Hungry. Crying.

She took him in and cared for him for a while, but eventually she had to hand him off to another family member. Over the years, he was passed around to just about everyone. Some were incredibly kind; some merely tolerated him. For one short stint he stayed with a California aunt and uncle. The alchoholic uncle got drunk one night and attempted sexual abuse – a common occurrence – with the now seven year old. The orphan tried to protect himself and a shoved the man; he fell and smashed his head on the corner of a metal coffee table.

The head injury was fatal.

The orphan was then sent back to the East Coast to live with his grandparents, Ma and Pop, whom…

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I’m a Whore!

A word whore that is…I’ve been sharing them all over the place this week! Or does that make me a pimp? Not sure….

Last week I was at Laura’s talking about a negative thing that changed the trajectory of my life for the better. You can read The Dog Bite here.

TODAY I’m over at Michelle’s talking about another moment – this time good one – that completely turned my world on its head and shaped my life in more ways than I can count. Take a gander over there and read Mountain Mama.

Also debuting today over at the Sisterwives blog is a brave and candid post by Samara about domestic abuse. You do NOT want to miss this. Read it here.

*puts pimp hat on and struts away*

The Dog Bite

When Laura A. Lord asked me to guest post for her Women’s Issues series, I said yes without hesitation. But as my date crept up, I struggled with what to write.

Last night I sat in front of a blank computer screen for hours.

I knew exactly what story my soul wanted to tell. But I was fighting it.

Finally at midnight, I undammed the words.

I wrote about a single incident.

One that changed the trajectory of my life.

Read about it here.

 

Introducing The Sisterwives

bethteliho:

If I were able to get to a computer, I’d have written this myself. Lizzi knocks this intro out of the park, so I couldn’t resist using her words to help me introduce something I’m incredibly proud of and excited about….

Originally posted on Considerings:

The Blogosphere moves in mysterious ways, and there was something about the meeting of this particular collection of individuals which screamed ‘destiny’. Allow me to introduce The SisterWives:


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No Rhyme Or Reason

When I was a baby blog (let’s face it, I’m still a baby blog) with a measly four or five posts under my belt, two women took notice, scooped me up, and showed me what this blogging thing was all about. They gave me confidence and sisterhood. The dynamic duo I speak of is none other than the incredible mother/daughter writing team, Inion N. Mathair.

Inion N. Mathair is Irish Gaelic for daughter and mother, and is their pseudonym. Together they’ve written two fiction novels, a short story compilation, and now a poetry book is available for purchase, No Rhyme Or Reason.

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