Consumed by Consumerism

You wake up sweaty and uncomfortable from a bad dream. No, a nightmare. It's dark outside and the cool breeze feels nice. No, the sunlight is creeping up through the clouds as it does at four o'clock each morning this time of year in Idaho. That's when you see it. No, them. All of them, with their red, beady eyes watching you in the dark--watching you sleep. You decide enough is enough. You get up and make your escape out of the bedroom. As you enter the hallway you can just make out more of them; more of it. Nothing…

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Remembering My Father – Father’s Day 2019

Most people remember their father's by the Saturday morning baseball pitch or the Sunday backyard BBQ's. My memories with my father were centered around drinking, smoking, guns, and motorcycles--that pretty much sums it up. I have spent the last eleven years not talking about my dad. Like all people, my father had some issues. During the first week of his life, he was abandoned by his mother and adopted by another family. This haunted him for much of his life. His escape came in the form of wine--Merlot to be specific. This wasn't his only vice, however--he also loved guns…

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Finding the Root

When we pull weeds, we find the root and dig it up. Getting the root ensures that we are less likely to encounter the weed again. Tearing the source of the weed away from its comfortable space and starving it from the nutrients it needs to live, destroys the control it holds over the garden. Trauma is like a weed living in our personal garden. It takes up space that was meant for blooming and growth. In my childhood, there wasn’t a lot of stability. There was a lot of chaos from the beginning. After a trauma at 4 years…

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Defining Success

There is a small hill in Idaho Falls that looks out across the valley and down on its inhabitants. The land up there is arid and unusable. There are snakes, and every summer, the land is approached by wildfires. The closest living tree happens to be with the common folk at the bottom of the hill. This hill is where you'll find the Idaho Falls elite. The joke around here is that when a person becomes successful, they move out of the valley and up on the hill. These people measure there success by their perch upon this hill. Why…

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Check the Pockets

I washed my husband's AirPods that were left in his pockets for the 3rd time today (Sorry Babe). As a Stay-at-Home mom and wife, I have made it my responsibility to do the laundry for my family most of the time. Now, this isn't because "I'm a woman" or "It's my job", no, I do it because it makes our lives easier, and simply because I am home. My husband checks pockets before laundry most of the time, but checking pockets is something I don't do, I actually refuse to do. I empty mine before I put my pants in…

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