Author deanna

poking and prodding and dumping

I’ve been quiet lately, writing my own novels in my head, realizing I need to get this shit out sooner than later before I forget another piece of my own life. That is the risk you run when you have… Continue Reading →

Discipline and Practice

Well then…as I am sure we have all seen in the news lately–things are a little off lately but I am trying all I can to keep it together and take the steps I have needed to take to ensure… Continue Reading →

Lemons in the Mix

So, I do write about this often enough through social media means—but people who have had these kinds of illnesses–dissections, heart surgeries, any number of events that could catastrophically devastate your body–we are lemons. Now–it doesn’t mean we are sour… Continue Reading →

So I’ve been to Amsterdam…

We just got back the other day–it appears that the signs of a better life do exist in other places. Don and I spent a great deal of time in Amsterdam this past week and I can tell you there… Continue Reading →

updates, because I feel you care

So, some things as of late. Number one–no cancer in this girl. How that happened is really not what I understand or rather, no cancer anywhere they have looked so far. Which means no cervical nor any breast, but there… Continue Reading →

because life is super fair and fun….

So, maybe you read of my fun lump in the breast party. Well–I did the fucking mammogram. That was probably one of the most unpleasant tests I have ever had. Why? You try to take a tiny A cup boob… Continue Reading →

April Showers and May Flowers

One could only hope, right? Well, that would make me happy but seems like the snow has hit the whole damn country the past few weeks! As it is I am plugging along, and I felt the need to remark… Continue Reading →

moments of reflection and self correction

Things have been going along pretty fantastically considering–and I’ve realized the small circle of people around us–it’s enough, and with less to touch, there’s less to hurt us and though it can seem pretty lonely at the end of the… Continue Reading →

the drafts are endless, but it’s the drunk one I put up

Man I am telling you one of these days I am going to have to organized this more beyond the waxings and bitchings of Miss D. I have so many different drafts right now–so many times I sit down here… Continue Reading →

Spring Renewals Mean Renewing it All

Spring has sprung–and over here, with the children all over, seems to be a good thing coming. Life is really good for us at the end of the day. We are surviving, we are thriving in the best ways we… Continue Reading →

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