The Drums in My Heart

I regret to inform you this is my last post here in this space.  The Drums In My Heart has been a landing spot for a bright eyed girl full ...

Chapter 30 closes in a weeks time. You know, the year I said I would die in, that 30. And contrary to popular belief, I did. But what was re...

A bunch of scribbles from a sleepy girl... in no particular order.  Drafts, journals, notes... not sure what date for some. But they all mad...

Day 424 of sobriety.   Today I bought plants.  Why? Because people don’t tell you on day 424… when life is crumbling around you, kids are dy...

A year ago I had a group of friends sitting around a fire in my front yard.  A year ago we were sipping cider, talking about life as young p...

An Open Letter to our OG We often forget to give the greats their flowers while they are here. Whether it be because of their humility in no...

When someone says they are gonna go visit their son, what do you imagine? Is it at his apartment for dinner? Or maybe at his football game? ...