a to z challenge

Blogging from A to Z April Challenge

I’m going to drop this post like it’s hot before I change my mind…

I’m thinking about participating in the A to Z Challenge in April 2020.

No, no, no.

I WILL participate in the A to Z Challenge in April 2020.

I know, I know…It wasn’t that long ago that I DECLARED that I was DONE with writing challenges (even if you’re truly bored, please don’t scroll back through my old posts and say, “Yeah, you did say that!”)

So yeah, I’m in.

First, I was thinking about writing a series of 26 “background” posts through the eyes of one of the characters in one of my stories. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized how much work it would be for little personal gain and so I nixed it.

Then, I thought about writing to 26 reasons why I’m writing the Wattpad story I’m still working on. I quickly realized that I wouldn’t be able to be totally authentic and open with that approach and so I nixed that too.

And that’s when it hit me.

As far as I know, there is no rule that says I can’t repost a previous participation. And if there is such a rule, don’t bother correcting me because I’m going to do what I plan to do anyways.


After all that debating with myself, I’ve decided that I will repost a previous A to Z project and then use it as a springboard to ….


…I won’t tell you about that just yet.

I’m still hashing out those details in my head and my head is a crazy space these days.

Stay tuned.

Will you be doing the A to Z Challenge this year? If so, let me know!

Bisous xoxo


Horrible sh*it happens and then life simply goes on.

I can’t even begin to imagine how my relatives overseas are dealing with all of this unexpected sadness.

They still have to get up and go to work, get their kids ready for school, feed them, help with homework and even follow through with a children’s birthday gathering. I can’t even grasp the concept of doing all of that while being on the receiving end of tons of condolence calls and making the necessary arrangements.

One thing is for sure, if I were in their shoes, you would definitely find me curled up in a ball in a corner somewhere, not wanting to talk to anyone and just wanting everyone to leave me alone so that I can be alone.

I wish that I could find a way to NOT pick up other people’s emotional vibes.

I already know that I am an introvert but up until a few years ago, I really didn’t know what an “empath” was. But I’ve since discovered realized that’s exactly what I am – an empath (cute video here or more informative video here).

Looking back at my childhood and growing up, it’s so clear now.

One definition states that “empathy is the action of understanding, being aware of, being sensitive to, and vicariously experiencing the feelings, thoughts, and experience of another of either the past or present without having the feelings, thoughts, and experience fully communicated in an objectively explicit manner.”

Which leads me to wonder – Am I attracted to writing because I’m an empath?

I mean, writing involves putting yourself into the shoes of your characters, making them believable and conveying how they feel to your readers, right?

It’s food for thought.

What do you think? Are you an empath? What strategies do you use to cope?


Image and quote found at https://www.therandomvibez.com/quotes-about-losing-a-loved-one/

A collapse.

Massive bleeding in the brain.



Palliative care.

The decision by our overseas family that 24 to 48 hours will be enough time for loved ones and dear friends nearby to gather to say their goodbyes before the ventilator is turned off.

One 5 minute phone call changed everything, especially when it came unexpectedly in the middle of this Monday morning and you’re asked to break the horrible news to the person who will be the hardest hit on our side of the pond.

Well, this is what happened today and I’m still thinking, “Did this really happen? Am I dreaming?”

No, I’m not dreaming.

I won’t get into all the details but I will say this – when it comes to loved ones, no matter how busy you are, take the time and make the effort to spend quality time with them.

I’m glad that this has always been my approach with those around me near and far.

At least I can smile a bit and fondly remember the conversation I had with this relative just a few weeks ago where I was on the receiving end of all their advice for a certain situation.

The message behind this post?

Death is always a stark reminder that you never know when that last time will be so make it count.



What kind of fiction do I like to read?

The kind that could actually happen in real life.

The kind of story that makes me feel as if I could step straight into the pages and almost fit right in.

The kind of tale that can teach me a thing or two along the way or even make me want to visit where the story took place.

And of course, the kind of story that has just enough romantic drama to keep me wanting more.

I always thought my preferred reading genre was considered contemporary fiction but after a little research and one too many Youtube videos on the topic, maybe it’s really considered “realistic fiction“. Or maybe realistic contemporary fiction.

I don’t know anymore and in the end, I guess it doesn’t really matter because I like what I like.

The terms “contemporary” and “realistic” are often used interchangeably so I’m going to call it “contemporary realistic fiction”, okay?

Anyhow, stories that are realistic and set in modern times are my jam (do people still say jam?) and that’s what I like writing too.

Like a story about a woman who goes on vacation and has no clue that the cute guy who has befriended her used to be a big time celebrity. Or a story about a man who dials a wrong number and ends up falling for a woman he has never met. Or like the story I still need to get back to…the one about a woman who receives a life-changing diagnosis and ends up making the most of the time she has left in Hawaii.

These are just three of my stories that are WIPs and that I’m looking forward to diving back into.

So if you ask me what genre I write, you’ll now know – I like to write the kind of stories that I like to read.

What about you? What kind of books do you like to read? Romance? Non-fiction?





Have you ever just woken up one day with answers to questions that were rolling around in your head?

Well, that’s what literally happened to me a few weeks ago.

I was all upset and frustrated by questions like:

How can I get back to the joy of writing when everything else seems to keep getting in the way?

Will I ever finish a writing project like my Wattpad story that should have been put to bed a long time ago?

Is this what life is all about? Just the mundane day to day existence? Is it even possible to live a more of an amplified life?

How the heck am I going to incorporate getting into better health when I’m always drained by the end of day?

Then, like I said, I just woke up one morning with some answers and a game plan.

I may not have ALL the answers and it may be a tiny game plan but hey, it’s more than I had before.

In a past Instagram post, I spoke about taking baby steps and that’s exactly what I’ve been doing one week at a time over this past month. And dare I say that it feels good and a little exciting.

And mind you, I’m not the excitable type.

When it comes to the writer part of me, I’ll share some of what I’ve been doing with you here. And for the rest, well…I’ll reserve it for Instagram.

So yeah – clarity.

Have you ever just woken up with some of the answers you needed after obsessing about things for days, weeks, months or maybe even years?

Let me know.




5 things i like about myself in my forties

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Cyranny’s 5 More Things I Like About Myself, was such an interesting self-reflective exercise that I decided to give it a try. 

I totally agree with Cyranny when she said that it’s much easier to list things we don’t like about ourselves than the things we do. Without a moment’s hesitation, I could list off an arm’s length of ish about myself …

I’m tackling Cyranny’s mini-challenge with a twist of my own. I’m calling my post, “5 Things I Like About Myself In My 40s”.

Here we go!

  • I no longer care about looking foolish: Somewhere in my forties, I woke up one day and said, “F*ck it“. Like every time I go left instead of going right in dance class (a whole other post) … The younger me would have been embarrassed at messing up the choreography but instead the 40+ year old me will laugh and call it freestyling when the dance teacher looks annoyed. I just laugh and keep moving. I’m there to have a little fun, learn some new steps and burn extra calories. Dude, it’s not that serious so chill…

  • I’m soooo much better at saying “no”: When I used say “yes” to everything and everyone, I would get annoyed at being taken for granted. But you know what they say – “you teach people how to treat you” so it was all my fault. Now, I’m quick to think about how saying “yes” will affect my life and how that person would likely survive and thrive if I wasn’t around. “No, that’s not good for me” or “I wish that I could but I can’t” rolls off my tongue like a hot knife in butter. I’m still working on mastering the art of never offering the “why”, unless I feel it absolutely necessary. 

  • I’m more vigilant about guarding my time : A lot of my 20s and 30s were spent accomplishing things I didn’t really want,, listening to bad advice and being supportive to people who barely reciprocated. Not anymore. Those experiences taught me numerous life lessons and the time I have left on this earth will be more self-full. 

  • Eliminating negative narratives towards my “likeness”: I have gone from low tolerance to no tolerance in my 40s. Any kind of media that falsely denigrates women of my likeness or perpetuates that old unworthy, thirsty, ugly, angry woman stereotype gets muted FAST. I grew up not knowing better and allowing that toxicity to seep into my soul but no more. Zero patience and zero tolerance.  

And since Cyranny’s challenge must include one physical trait:

  • I have a nice smile: People often tell me that I have a kind smile but I never really gave it much thought. However, I have realized that the power of a smile has gotten me out of a number of sticky situations and has often gotten me things I’ve wanted.

So there you have it.

Those are my 5 things. If you are up for the challenge of posting your own 5 things, be sure to tag Cyranny’s original link.