The Milieu of a beautiful Life

Memory Lane

I always scrunch up my face when I come across a post labeled “ creating memories”. Remember, the slogan used to be "spending quality...

Mile markers. I don’t know about you, but I don’t necessarily love them. But they are such an essential necessity to our personal growth....

I recently chose to take on a different position with the same employer. Putting me under direct contact with a person who “strikes the...

I need you to come to me raw. Cut open. Bandages ripped off. They didn’t do anything for you but hideously disguise your wounding as...

My mother was an alcoholic. Legend has it that she didn’t start drinking until after I was born. But all joking aside, she had four...

It started with Walter. It’s been some years back. He would tell me all the time “ Heike, I got three years and then I am fully vested”....

Not so long ago, when I was out in public somewhere, I was passing a father and his daughter on the sidewalk and I caught part of the...

I have been rejected all my life. Even as a youngster, I met rejection at every other corner. Now, as a child, the rejection had much...

People would have considered me to be a tomboy when I was a child. I will tell anyone who listens that I grew up barefoot and topless. I...

I used to have this obsession with time. Always running out of time of sorts. Not having enough time for anything. That sensation of...