Flights to Freedom

Flights to Freedom

by | Apr 5, 2013 | Uncategorized

I spend a lot of time on airplanes. I’ve been on a flight every month {sometimes two} since last autumn. I’m that person who gets sad when I see people checking in at the airport as I’m leaving. I love flying. Right now, the East Coast is wooing me with its big cities & little beaches. My sister was doing the Broadway thing so trips to NYC seemed to be a regular occurrence for a while.
And every trip has a story. 

…like the time the lady in the seat next to me started playing a Native American Flute in-flight so that the crying child in the front of the plane could feel more comfortable.
…or the time when I went to Central Park with full knowledge of rain in the forecast, with no jacket or umbrella and ended up stuck, under a tree, with a rat in pouring ran and ran to the subway drenched 3 hours before I was to be at the airport on a flight home.
…or the time I met up with a friend in the concrete jungle wearing heels and got stuck in a Polish parade in the middle of Fifth Avenue as we walked several NY blocks to find a brunch that we never made it to.
…or that one time…
When I once again flew East. What started as burgers, beers & milkshakes morphed into family visits, brunches & shopping and 2am Capitol escapades and 3am diner dinners and sunset walks on the beach. It was a whirlwind weekend. 
It took me twelve years to make that trip. But, it was the trip of a lifetime and the beginning of the same. As I start to live my life outside the yellow lines of caution, my visits with theMister {that’s what we’ll call him now} are the high points of my months.
I love being above the clouds. I commune with God there. And on the other side of that journey comes the sacred time with this new…uh…love.
But, ssh…don’t tell anyone…


Blink and Fall

Blink and Fall

by | Apr 3, 2013 | Uncategorized


I don’t really do Nicholas Sparks. Sure, I’ve seen the movies because I wouldn’t be woman {hear me roar} if I didn’t. But I don’t read the books. Pssh, who needs romance…
Well according to the universe, I needed it. 

I don’t really believe in chance. But, I do believe in God and the crazy things He’s done in my life. For the last five years, I was in what I like to describe as a black hole of love. A bad break up of a long-time relationship left me bitter and completely uninterested in love of any kind. They say time heals all wounds. Perhaps, that’s true. Either way, time/God/call it what you want, took me on a journey of heartache, sorrow, depression, and healing. Eventually I could see a pinhole of light in my black hole. 

And at some point I climbed out, content in my new permanent life of solitude.

I was fine with that.

Then it was November and “in the blink of an eye, something happened by chance – when I least expected it – setting me on a course that I never planned, into a future I never imagined.” {Paraphrased}.

I went to dinner.

And by dinner I mean, pie. Sometimes the best things happen over pie and coffee. Then pie and coffee turns into etouffee and hot sauce. And then etouffee and hot sauce turns into wine and late night conversation.


We were supposed to go to dinner and then go about our lives as forever friends. Forever friends from a distance. But, Someone had other plans. Buckle up kids. This is gonna be one crazy ride.
I am fine with that.