Green-Eyed Monster


Writing Prompt: Write an anonymous letter to someone you’re jealous of.

Dear Daddy’s Girl,

There are times when I see you and get jealous, of the relationship that you have with your father, I sit back sometimes and wonder how does that feel. There was never a time in my life when I felt that type a love from my father, and as I get older and the years continue to pass, I know it never will.

I am jealous that he got to be the first man to ever tell you that you were pretty, and he’ll be the one to walk you down the aisle when you get married. I wish I had to courage to walk up to you and ask you if the relationship you have with your father effects the relationship that you have with other men in your life… it’s probably better that I don’t know, I’m pretty sure that I know the answer to that.

I am jealous, but I can’t hate you for having something that I don’t have, I’ll never be daddy’s little girl, but one day maybe I can be something better for someone else.


Green-Eyed Monster



Until Next Time

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Calling Uncle Bob



Writing Prompt: Have you ever faced a difficult situation when you had to choose between sorting it out yourself, or asking someone else for an easy fix? What did you choose — and would you make the same choice today?

All the time, I think it might simply be part of the human condition. I’m am finding myself dealing with this very quandary at the moment. Very early yesterday morning I found out that my cousin died unexpectantly. It’s difficult to understand why someone in their 20’s who was seemly healthy would die just when their lives were beginning. I am a logical person, I have always prided myself on the how’s and why things work, and why they happen. I know what happens when a person has a seizure, I know how the body reacts, what can happen and what the outcomes are, I know the process of saying goodbye to a love one, I’ve done it more times than I care to mention, I know these things. The thing that I don’t know is why is it what I forget…. why do I forget that no matter how logical a person is in their every day, and I guess in a lot of ways that makes me slightly detached from the things around me, it makes me feel safe and I like to feel that way, I have chosen to be that way. But when things like this happen  emotion and grief make me highly illogical and I don’t know how to deal with anything. More than anything I wish someone would give me an easy fix, I wish someone would say this is the appropriate way to act and this is the most appropriate way to respond. I wish someone would say, “Girl we we’re joking” and things would go back to the way they were on Monday. I wish for a lot of things right now.

I apologize to my readers this was not the answer that I wanted to write to this prompt, but as most of you know you HAVE to write what you feel and not what you want.

For a lot of us tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and my wish for you is to be thankful for the friends and family that you have, enjoy the time together, makes memories; and remember those for don’t have homes, out friends and family to spend time with.

And to John I am thankful for the time that I spent with you and you will be forever be missed.

Until Next Time….

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Cousin It


Writing Prompt: We all have that one eccentric relative who always says and does the strangest things. In your family, who’s that person, and what is it that earned him/her that reputation?

It really hurts me to say this but when I was growing up my second cousin James was “Cousin It” whenever I stayed at my great aunts house I would only see him at meal times, and he would spend the rest of the day in his room, and when I did see him he would just snort and keep to himself; for years I thought it was odd, and since no one ever spoke about it (I don’t remember him being any other way) so I never asked, it wasn’t until years later that in a casual conversation with my mother that she told me that James had Schizophrenia, I didn’t know what it was, so I asked a lot of questions and in that moment, everything about him made sense.

James started taking his medication and moved off on his own, happy with independence, but time happens people loose touch and James slowly started to separate himself from the family.  I went off to graduate school and I got the news that James was “missing” he would no longer answer his phone, when ever my cousins and uncles went to his house he was never there. I think it frightened and devastated us all at the same time. We haven’t seen him in 5 or 6 years,  his brother makes weekly calls to hospitals and the morgue hoping that no one fits his description, and when my mom comes across a homeless person she  makes sure it’s not him. And I pray and hope that he’s healthy, happy and in a good place. I think of him often; especially when it’s cold outside and during the holidays, my only wish is that he would call his mother and say something… just to ease her mind just a little but.

It’s a tough situation for everyone involved, and it’s heartbreaking

Until Next Time….

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Delayed Contact


Writing Prompt: How would you get along with your sibling(s), parent(s), or any other person you’ve known for a long time — if you only met them for the first time today?

I think for the most part that my family is extremely close, we’re like any normal family we go through times when we really dislike each other but it works itself out, but I think the reason we are so comfortable with one another is because we have been together. If I met my mother or brothers for the first time today I hardly think that we would like each other… I know this for a fact with my youngest brother because we have absolutely nothing in common. I think the same, but to a lesser extent  might be said for my mother and my youngest brother.

I do have another sister who I found out about when I was graduate school and the extent of our relationship is Facebook friends, I finding out I had a “surprise sibling” was a difficult transition marred with lots and angry and hurt towards my father I think that we have both gotten to the point where recognizing that the other person exists is enough for us; we both have other sibling and different family’s and if I hadn’t been queued in that we were related I highly doubt that we would be compatible as friends.

I think that’s okay, I think the differences is what makes my family stronger, we all bring our different opinions to the table… so it’s always interesting.


Until Next Time….

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Friend Makin’ Mondays: Home

So it’s time for my Mountains and Molehills again.…. My Molehill  I am coughing, it’s a weird cough, it’s not wet  it’s dry and annoying and bouts usually last about 5 minutes I usually cough a lot of the night, but I am now coughing during the day and no amount of water, or 10513343_10153095324750995_7390806732877103427_ncandy stops it… it’s so annoying I coughed so much on Saturday I was horse for most of the day… I’m thinking that it’s allergies… compared to all the things that are going on in my life I shouldn’t10271631_10153095324860995_8035093436751509210_n really complain.  My Mountain happened on Saturday, we went to Bastille Days, something my mom and I have done for the past 10 years, it was sort of a summer tradition when we lived in Milwaukee and when we moved back to Chicago we continues to tradition. This year we took along my cousin Michelle, although the day started off horribly… super heavy rains, but once we got to Milwaukee, the rain had stopped and the sun came out for a little while. We ate a lot of food, did a ton of shopping and listen to some great music; I think the best part of the trip was a musical group called Funkadesi, the music was so uplifting, we liked them so much we are going to see them again next weekend….all and all it was a food weekend.

Funkadesi’s performance at Lotus Festival 2013 in Bloomington Indiana

If you’ve taken part in Friend Makin’ Mondays before then you are familiar with the rules. If you’re new, please take a moment to answer this week’s question on your own blog then add your link in the comments section here so we can all see your FMM questions and answers. Please invite your blog readers to add their links here too so everyone has to opportunity to be seen. The idea is to connect with other awesome bloggers so take a moment to read and comment on a couple of other posts. This week’s topic comes from Erin at Living Made Healthy – she suggested we talk about the reasons we love living where we do now, or where we grew up. Would be great to learn a little bit about where everyone lives.

I have chosen 5 things about my home town Chicago, which is where I am currently residing and honestly I never thought that I would be living here again, but I guess when you think about it, most of us are living in a place where we ever thought we’d live.

1. Neighborhoods – Chicago is a city of neighborhoods, don’t believe me? Check this out. And because of that each neighborhood has it’s own history, flavor and ethnic pride…. so Chicago has a Lot of neighborhood parades and festivals and honestly I think that’s when the city is at it’s best. Then don’t forget the city-wide food and music festivals like Lollapalooza or the Taste of Chicago


Taste of Chicago

2. Food – Holy cow, you can get any kind of food here. Although there are certainly foods that are inherently “Chicago” like the Chicago Style Hot Dog, Deep Dish Pizza, and Italian Beef, but you can go to Greek Town and get some of the yummiest Saganaki or go to Andersonville for some of the best Lentil soup ever over at The Taste of Lebanon, or head over to Pilsen for some of the best Mexican Food your mouth has ever had the pleasure of touching. You know when think about it, this isn’t really the place for someone if they are trying to lose weight


3. History – Chicago’s first permanent resident was a trader named Jean Baptiste Point du Sable, a free black man apparently from Haiti, who came here in the late 1770s. In 1795, the U.S. government built Fort Dearborn at what is now the corner of Michigan Avenue and Wacker Drive (look for the bronze markers in the pavement). It was burned to the ground by Native Americans in 1812, rebuilt and demolished in 1857. Chicago is rich with history…from the Great Chicago Fire of 1871, To Al Capone’s “take over” of the city, to Jane Adams and Hull House, Fun Facts: The Famous Route 66 (U.S. Route 66) starts in Chicago and having America’s first serial killer H.H. Holmes. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. I love this city, you literally learn something new about it every single day.

4. Scenery – Honestly there is not anything that I can say, so I’ll let the pictures do the talking (yep, I realize it’s a total cop-out)


5. The People – Chicago is a city with major issues, but at the heart of Chicago (and any city really) are it’s people. The people give this city it’s identity. 9.5 million people live in this city and they all have a distant pride in their city, their sports teams, and their food. Many people say that Chicagoans have a distinct way of talking. Besides you know it’s a great city when people write songs about you and bands name themselves after you Smile



This was the city that I was born in and despite my travels I ended up back here… I think there is a reason for that

My Kind of Town


Until Next Time!

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