"Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul." - Henry Ward Beecher I think I did it. I realized the key to a life filled with joy. Some of you might say, "well duh", at this revelation - it took me some time to accept how truly simple it is. I see a… Continue reading Thanks
I was a very emotional kid. I was a people pleaser. I think this stemmed from being adopted - I think most adopted kids struggle with feeling unwanted - even the very fortunate ones like me who were adopted and chosen by amazing families. I worried about people liking me and would take it very… Continue reading The Art of Not Giving A F***k.
I still remember my first genuine compliment I received as a performer. Not from a family member, friend, or community member who knew me personally, but from a complete stranger who connected to me purely from an audience standpoint. I was thirteen, and it was the first time I had played Ms. Hannigan in the… Continue reading I’d Like To Thank the Academy……(And Everybody Else.)
This is going to be wildly uncomfortabe, but altogether necessary. Remember as a child, things seemed so black or white. In the movies we watched, and the stories we read there was clearly a right and a wrong. There was clearly portrayed the good guy, and the bad guy. It was easy to know who… Continue reading Growing Pains
Nothing bonds people more than a common struggle. Females, can we admit we're pretty good at tearing one another down and judging each other? We all have nightmares of how calculating and viscous the femme fatale can be. Have you ever witnessed or experienced two females - whether co-workers, PTA members, team mates, or rivals… Continue reading Speak.
There's a huge gorgeous thunderstorm outside my window, and I can't sleep. A clap of thunder woke me up and as I awoke, and I realized my arm was sore and red. I stumbled to the bathroom, turned on the light and recognized I was having an allergic reaction. I popped a Benedryl, put on… Continue reading A Single Ambition
When things are good, I find myself holding my breath, afraid to move, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Almost as if the powers that be forgot that little black cloud and if I smile too loudly, they will hear and bring more obstacles my way. This is how I've been living, always just… Continue reading Exhale