Welcome to my blog. I write about everything here - successes, failures and stumbles in healing my heart, my home, my health and a sailboat.
I’m still incredibly sad - not that I thought one trip and a few days would un-break my heart or that in that time B would figure out his life or at least that he wants me in it to help us figure out our lives together. Such resolution doesn’t happen that quickly in fairytales.
"I'm sorry. I love you." Parting words as B left me and my shattered heart at the airport and he headed North with all his belongings.
Cat 4 Irma hit. Grandma died. Florida is rebuilding. A lot has happened in a month.
Irma is on her way - no stopping her now - she's headed toward Marco Island.
Blurry pictures but vivid memories. This is my friend Tracy Ratliff and I in seventh grade on a summer trip to Washington D.C. That was my last summer in the city schools, the last summer before I was reunited permanently with my dad and my siblings. Even then, I knew I would be a writer - a reporter in particular.
Island Girl gets a new look! Read all about it and watch my video here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xBEOFuM0Vk
Happy Solar Eclipse Day! This is perfect for today - I'm talking about cheese and my path - perhaps my path of totality.
June 22, I was fired - part of restructuring and downsizing - after 16 years as a financial journalist. While reeling from this sudden change, I contracted pneumonia, made a 4 a.m. visit to the ER a few hours before I was set to fly to Kentucky for my grandaddy's 90th birthday. Poop!
"Watch Your Head"
My friend Karl kept yelling "watch your head" as I headed out on my maiden voyage in my Sunfish.
You read that right - I finally sailed!
Functional medicine doctor update: I don't have leaky gut (yay!) but I CAN'T HAVE WINE, along with any brewer's yeast wearing relatives and 33 other items for three months and possibly for life.
