Alone With You: A poem of love on Father’s Day


To my husband,

 You have inspired me in so many ways and have helped me open up doors that were closed for a long time.  You have shown me what love can do!  You are an amazing role model of love and firmness to our gang, and for that I am thankful.  This poem is for you, my love!

Happy Father’s Day!

Your Missus– 

When I’m alone with you
I feel free and fresh
When I’m alone with you
You make me feel safe and sure.

Whatever the world brings my way
You are there to break it up for me
Your love is my shield
Your love is my permission.

When I’m alone with you
I can be just how I am.
When I’m alone with you
You love me just this way.

Your caresses are my shield
Your hugs are my security
Your kisses reaffirm how lucky I am
That I can be just me.

Whenever I’m alone with you.
You make me feel like I’m home.
Whenever I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I’m whole.

I will always and forever love you.
I thank God that he brought me –you.


Inspired by Lovesong, Adele


Being a Stepmom Sucks!

I’m sure that was the last thing you’d expect to see here. But, look what I have to go up against…


Step parents in general have a really bad rap. It’s all about causing misery, pain, and misfortune to our kids. Which, by the way, we love dearly. It just makes no sense. I think I have heard enough of it.

"Bring me her heart in this!"

“Bring me her heart in this!”

I think what everyone misunderstands is that we expect the same from our step kids that we do our own kids. In some of my statements I will use WE because I think I can represent most step moms in general. There is no difference when we expect great and wonderful things. When we want them to be all they can be, when we want them to become responsible, brave, and independent. And there is no difference when we expect them to get a job and not lay around all day, when we want them to do chores around the house or keep their rooms clean. It’s all the same for our BIOkids and STEPkids. I have seems these names on stepmom blogs and message boards in cyber space. I personally don’t like them and prefer to say, my kids.

My stepdaughter is on her way to Lubbock,Texas to become a Texas Tech University Raider! I am so excited for her. But I wonder If in the minds of WHOEVER if my joy matters or makes a difference. And that may be my own personal problem or issue, but again, look at what we have to go up against in the videos above. Statements and situations have happened and said to me in regards to my status or namesake which demean my genuine love for my kids. I can say here, it is wrong and incorrect because that is not what I am made of. It is not what WE are made of. We are made of something much stronger, brighter and pure. Yes, you will see us as evil queens here and there but who would not metamorphisize to that when they see clothes, underwear strung on the floor and bathrooms not cleaned in weeks. Sorry guys… All kids have to do it no matter who you are. So, let’s get real now!

Make it great in Lubbock, my dear. We are proud of you! Yes, me too! 🙂