As I sit at the local library (one of my favorite places), I look across at the street at a church. There is a long hearse parked in front and multiple people standing out front. I feel their pain and grief, even from a distance. It’s a sad day for all of them but what is even more sad to me is wondering how many of those people visited him while he was alive.

Don’t wait until they are gone to tell them how much they mean to you. How many times have you heard that in your life? But how many of us apply. How many friends or family members do you see often? Daily, monthly, yearly? Why is it that we have time to post our lives on Facebook and Instagram but no time for lunch with your Mom or a soda with a friend?

I’m guilty for doing the same thing. Once I lost my Dad, I realized I had a very short amount of time left with my Grandmother. Over the next two years, I spent as much time as I could with her. Doctor’s visits, movies on the couch curled up next to her, endless selfies that she would always protest and I don’t regret one moment of it…but it took losing my Daddy to make me realize how important she was to me.

Now more than ever, people seem to need people. A beautiful 16-year-old just took her own life in the town next to me. A close friend of mine is suffering from horrible anxiety and trying to make some major life decisions at the same time. People need people, it’s as simple as that. I’m not saying stop everything you are doing to check on others but kindness doesn’t cost anything. Be kind to everyone even if they aren’t kind to you. Check on your friends, check on your family, make them aware that you are praying daily for them or that they are in your thoughts.

I will forever be the kind-hearted person that I am…the one that cries after visiting the animal shelter or homeless shelter. I feel people’s grief and sadness, sometimes if it was my own. I encourage all of you to instead of being angry and disrespectful, seek out compassion and understanding.

Tomorrow will never be a promise any of us can make, treasure today, treasure your family and friends, treasure each moment, good or bad. Treasure what you have regardless if you feel it’s not Facebook worthy. Stop comparing your life to someone’s social media account. Be in love with your life.

May God continue to bless each and every one of you as he sees fit.


To the Man I Once Loved

Sometimes you just need to get things off your chest. I’ve been hurt a lot in my past relationships, often because I find myself giving 110% while receiving way less than that back. By nature, I am a giving and caring person and can sometimes lead others to take advantage of my love. As you may or may not know, I went through a broken engagement in 2016 that sent me on a tailspin. I had never encountered such a manipulative or narcissistic person before. That situation taught me many tough lessons and although I have moved on, I feel these words may help someone else who may be in the same situation. Never lose yourself for someone else, the right person will love & accept ALL things about you.


To the Man I Once Loved,

Congratulations on your new marriage! I’m glad you finally found the happiness you were so desperately seeking. Is your life complete now?

I would tell you how things are going with me but we both know, you could care less. As a matter of fact, I am happier than I have ever been. I’ve created a wonderful life for myself and am truly blessed. You never really cared though about my interests, if it didn’t involve your passions, hobbies or all the attention, you just simply didn’t care. Perhaps not caring is what made it so easy for you in the end.

I was in love with you, with us. I was committed to you and our family. I was always supportive of you and your ventures, no matter how ridiculous others thought they were. I was your number 1 fan. I believe my caring and loving you so much was part of my most attractive qualities. Because the minute you felt threatened, when I stopped allowing you to control me and I began to question your actions, you changed as a person. You became more harsh, less attentive and sought female companionship in other venues. You became the man I once loved. I could go on and on about how you changed, but you already know and I already know and that’s all that matters.

You know how it affected us and what the outcome was.

This isn’t a blame game letter, I just want you to know that I forgive you. I have a lot to thank you for. Thank you for allowing me to be free again. Thank you for allowing  me to find my song again. Thank you for allowing me to find the drive and determination to make my life better. Thank you for showing me strength I never knew I had. Thank you for showing me how a man, who loves me, shouldn’t treat me. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

To the man I once loved, I forgive you. I forgive you for the pain, hurt, anger, sadness and everything you brought into my life that still creeps into my heart at times. I forgive you for all the lies you told on me and I forgive you for the money you stole from me, without a single ounce of remorse. I forgive you for your betrayal. I forgive you for never caring. I forgive you for putting me in the position to even write you this letter. And most importantly, I forgive you for becoming the man I once loved.


The woman who once loved you

The Power of Friendship

I’ve not always been the perfect friend. I know, I know it’s hard to believe but it’s true. We all fail our friends at some point.

The good thing about a true friendship is that they will still love you & want to be your friend even when you fail miserably. They will be there to uplift you with encouragement and sometimes a hug or two (personal favorite)!

It’s taken me plenty of years to learn the difference between real and fake friends and I’m not 100% sure I have it all figured out now. I’ve been tossed to the side for relationships and had so called friends hit on my boyfriends. People will lie and manipulate others to get exactly what they want, sometimes under the guise of friendship. Unfortunately, I’m sure this has happened to plenty of us. When it happens, you just have to realize it wasn’t your fault and forgive that person, no matter how hard it may be.

If you are a sensitive person, like me, friends can also hurt your feelings. Before jumping to conclusions, understand where that person is coming from. Whether words were said out of anger or frustration or because the situation wasn’t understood. If you cherish that person, fix it.

Although sometimes, things simply cannot be forgiven. Sometimes you can hurt someone or be hurt to the point that it can’t go on. Friends or not, everyone deserves to be respected. Regardless of which party was in the wrong, if the friendship isn’t worth saving or can’t be repaired…cut your losses and move on.

Sometimes, I cancel plans. Sometimes, I don’t answer calls and text right away. Sometimes, I’m moody and grumpy. One thing I do know is this, if you are a true friend of mine then you get the best of me. My ears to listen to you with, my arms to hug you with and a place in my heart for you. Always.

One thing is certain, true friendships are one in a million so handle them like a precious jewel.




Home Sweet Hyden

When you walk down the streets of Hyden, it feels like home. Stone sidewalks lead you to such places as the Red Light Café where I stopped for lunch and enjoyed their decor and the Veterans Square which honors and remembers all residents of Leslie County whom have served for our beloved country. I also dropped into the Leslie County Public Library viewing some black & white photos of the old Hyden. The librarians were eager to help, pulling out binders and history books in my quest for more information about their town.

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More explorations of the city lead me to the Hurricane Creek Mine Disaster Memorial, erected in 2011, the memorial is in remembrance of the 38 miners who lost their lives in an explosion on December 30th, 1970. Only one survived, Mr. A. T. Collins, who was blown over 60 feet out of the mine. The memorial is lined with miners hats with each of their names. They lost their lives to the darkness of the mines.


Miners hats line the walkway at the Miners Memorial.

A new addition to Hyden is the Kentucky Veterans Cemetary South East, it is the 5th one of its kind in the state. Construction has just been completed and the flags are flying high. This revered space will serve Southeastern Kentucky veterans and their families, showing tribute for their service of the nation and commonwealth. It’s a quiet, peaceful place in the mountains. I’m sure many loved ones will be thankful for such tranquility while remembering their treasured veterans.



Kentucky Veterans Cemetary South East is located on Kentucky Highway 118 just north of Hyden in Leslie County.

A huge part of Hyden’s history is Mary Carson Breckinridge, a nurse-midwife who founded the Kentucky Committee for Mothers and Babies which became Frontier Nursing Services after realizing the need for midwifery. I met a retired school teacher, Mr. John Perry, in front of the courthouse and we talked about Breckinridges journey and the struggles she had in the beginning but also the great need for her in the city and surrounding areas. She would ride on horseback through town, taking up donations and rode those same horses to deliver babies, day or night. The local hospital is named after her and is located on Mary Breckinridge drive.


Beautiful statue of Mary Breckinridge and small child on the drive named after her.

One thing I noticed most of all about Hyden was the friendliness of everyone I met. From the café to the library to the local coffee shop, The Well even to the Mom & Pop burger place, Goofy’s. I felt welcome anywhere I went. The people of Hyden are very proud of their small town and they have every reason to be, it’s a great place to visit and seems like it would be a wonderful place to live.

Thank you to the city of Hyden for amazing hospitality and for giving me such a great story for my cities of Kentucky series. I look forward to visiting again!


Grab a burger and shoot some pool at Goofy’s.


My albino turtle drink from The Well.

Oh Cynthiana

It’s not often a city captures my heart but Cynthiana, Kentucky has. Years ago while living nearby in Georgetown, I visited Cynthiana occasionally. It wasn’t impressive to me at that age, I was sailing through life not knowing how to appreciate the small things. Upon my visit with a paranormal team, I became intrigued by its old buildings and ghostly stories so much so that I took a visit back a week later to absorb some of its history.

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If you are Walking Dead fan you may know that the series creator Robert Kirkman is from this lovely city. In 2016 they hosted Walking Dead Day and turned the entire city into a huge zombie apocalypse complete with overturned cars and cardboard walls.


During this visit, I discovered the Cynthiana-Harrison County Museum. This place is packed full of pieces of the city’s history given to the museum by the residents. As soon as you open the door, you are greeted by smiling faces and warm stories. Below are just a few of the pictures taken while I was inside. There is so much more to see there!


You sense a kindness as you walk past antique stores, boutique clothing shops, and JJ’s coffee. Everyone seemed genuinely happy to answer any questions I had & offered plenty of suggestions on what I should do on my next visit.

Take a day trip or make it a weekend visit, this city is well worth exploring. You will not walk away disappointed.

The Sun

23155123_10212620119151106_5985716247357349157_oDriving home today in the dreary, cloudy weather, I see the sun pushing its way through the clouds. It was bright and determined to make a path between the surrounding gloominess.

I began to think about life and how we should be the sun, persistent and strong. Darkness is a part of life, we must accept that but we don’t have to remain there. Choose to be the sun, full of light. Push through and be strong from the inside.

Life changes everyday and so can you.



Late Night Thoughts

It’s 3am and I must be lonely. 

Not really but it’s a great Matchbox Twenty song. 🙂

I often wake at this time, some call it the devil’s hour, but I like to think of it as my thinking hour. The world is sleeping and all it quiet for most part. I plan my day and mentally list the things I need to accomplish, my mini-goals. I think of new recipes for my meal plans while dancing donuts pop into my head.  I ponder on friendships and how many are true. I think about the past and wonder why things happen the way they do.

I think of clowns and their makeup. Thoughts of Christmas and a warm fireplace jump through my mind. What would I do if I won the lottery is something to ponder at 3am. Craft projects and care packages. I look at my cats, all warm & furry and feel sad for all the animals who are alone and hungry. I think about bills and pat myself on the back for being independent and doing it on my own.

Work. I pray for my sleeping family and friends for each to wake safely and secure. I reflect on how far I’ve come in my weight loss journey and how much further I have to go. Shirt ideas for my friend to make. A birthday present I need to buy. Cards I need to send with straws and confetti inside. A huge stack of pancakes with butter and hot syrup. Laundry I need to fold.

I know I’m not alone with my scattered thoughts it’s a late night bond some of us share from the corner of our bed.

Do Not Wait Until I Am Gone

If you are ever going to love me,

Love me now so I can know.

Sweet and tender feelings,

Consuming your heart from which they flow.

Love me now while I am here,

Do not wait until I am gone.

Do not put your loving words on an ice-cold stone,

Please tell me now.

If you wait till I am gone,

I won’t hear you.

Let me know while I am living,

Do not wait until I am gone.





Better Late Than Never

In August I set a goal for myself to complete a 31 day blog challenge and guess what, I failed miserably. Between work, gym, family, friends and being sick, I simply ran out of time. My Grandma didn’t raise a quitter so here is the blog to finish out the challenge. 🙂

11. My most proud moment has been losing over 40lbs since January. I’ve lost weight before but always given up before completing my goal. This time has been different and it’s been a great journey. Check out my Instagram page, positively_unperfect, created specifically for my weight loss meals and tips.

12. If I won the lottery…I would buy a huge farm to take in all the stray animals and give them care and love. I also would buy the biggest Louis Vuitton bag I could find. Hey, a girl has to treat herself.

13. Favorite quote: “Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.” (Theodore Roosevelt)

14. What’s in my handbag? My wallet, lip glosses (a lot), Carmex, fingernail clippers, a compact, VS body spray (Scandalous), a teasing comb, mini hairspray, bobby pins, coupons, work badge and random receipts.

15. My average weekday looks like this…Work, gym, nieces sporting events or out to eat with friends then home to relax before doing it all over again.

16. My dream job would be to work with animals in some capacity. Maybe a fulltime foster Mommy, nurturing the broken back to health.

17. Don’t laugh at this but my favorite childhood books really aren’t books. I grew up around my Grandparents & Great Grandparents so I read a lot of Guideposts and Readers Digest. I was around 5 when I started reading the mini mags.

18. I’m most afraid of losing people whom I love, family or friends.

19. My worst habit is over thinking everything. Although I may not voice my thoughts, my mind is constantly turning and analyzing things. Sometimes I really have to take deep breaths and force myself to stop thinking so hard and just enjoy the day.

20. In ten years, I would be perfectly happy being exactly where I am today. I have a good life filled with some amazing people. I am blessed.

21. Something I miss…I miss the days when things were simple and not hurried. When I was younger and didn’t have so many things to do and bills to pay. 🙂

22. My ten favorite songs: Borderline (Madonna), I’ll Make Love To You (Boyz II Men), September (Earth, Wind & Fire), The End of Heartache (Killswitch Engage), Hold On My Heart (Genesis), Truly Madly Deeply (Savage Garden), Blurred Lines (Robin Thicke), I Will Always Love You (Whitney Houston), Halo (Beyoncé), Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen).

23. My biggest pet peeve would have to be people who drive slow in the fast lane. MOVE! lol

24. The most difficult time in my life was losing my son. He was stillborn and although I rarely talk what happened, there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about him. I wonder what life would be like with a 6-year-old, what his favorite things would be and what type of personality he would have.

25. My best physical features would be my eyes. I was once told that they look supernatural, I’m not so sure about that but I do get a lot of compliments about them.

26. My top 5 favorite blogs are as follows:






27. My two furbabies always make me feel better. I can have a rough day and I walk in to their soft purrs and my mood instantly improves. Everyone needs a pet or two!

28. The last time I cried was yesterday while I was cleaning out my guest bedroom closet I stumbled across my son’s memory book I created after his passing. At my baby shower, we had guests write down some words of advice for me, along with their thoughts about his weight and height and a place to say something to the baby. I read some of the sweet words from my family to my son and I was overwhelmed with emotion.

29. Top things on my bucket list. Honestly, I really don’t have a bucket list. I take each day and each adventure as it comes. I’m up for anything!

30. My favorite comfort food is chocolate and not just any chocolate. Dark, bittersweet chocolate. Yum!

31. Weird quirk of mine? I speed read everything. It’s good at times but often I have to go back over something to see if I missed anything.

That’s it folks! Thanks for reading my condensed version of the challenge!





Every day we open our eyes is a blessing. It’s up to us to make our day the best we can. The choice is yours to be happy and take life as it comes or be miserable and wallow in self-pity. Not every day is going to be perfect and that’s okay. How we choose to deal with our life struggles is our foundation.

Friendships, relationships & jobs can all come to an end. Regardless of whose fault it is, choose happiness and moving on instead of driving yourself crazy with thousands of “what if” scenarios. Be strong and realize you may have done your best but sometimes things aren’t meant to work out.

God has a bigger plan for all of us. We have to have faith and trust in him. Trusting him to know that those doors he allowed to close could mean better ones are opening.  He will never fail you. Learn to be happy where you are and God will take you where you need to be.