Swooning.me is two years old today, and just like with my kids, it feels like it has always been a part of my life. It kinda was. I have always felt my feels in XXXL. The need to want to share those feels combined with our friend FB…lead to swoonie posts, which lead to peopleContinue reading “Happy Birthday Dear Swoons!”
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Mom…Bringing Love
When I was little and my mom reached the breaking point she would scream, “GLADYS, call me Gladys, I do not want to hear the word Mom one more time, I will help you, but do not say Mom.” We found this hysterical and would call her Gladys repeatedly, hoping to drive her right overContinue reading “Mom…Bringing Love”
Empty
My mind is empty and my days are empty…well not really…it just feels that way compared to how full they once were. I have never understood how people without jobs said they couldn’t volunteer, or read a book, or bake a cake…because they had “no time”. That just seemed ridiculous. That was then. My mother-in-lawContinue reading “Empty”
Swooning 