I have been trying to catch up on the Arrowverse for a while now. I’m finally all caught up on all four shows. During the last season season two of Supergirl Cat Grant said, “Life is long and you will be many people before the end. This quote has stuck with me for some time now. I think sometimes we are many different people, yet the same person. I have thought a lot this past year about facades and what we show people and what we don’t. I’ve try to be as open as possible, but I do think certain events in our lives that change us. I’m not the same person I was before losing Chris. I’m not the same person I was before losing my mom. Both versions before suffering those losses in my life are distant thoughts. I honestly cannot remember those versions of myself.
After watching Assassination Nation last week I have had the desire to watch Heathers. The film is a dark teen comedy about trying to fit in with the in-crowd. At Westerburg High School in Sherwood, Ohio Veronica (Winona Ryder) desperately wants to be a part of the cool crowd. She wants to be a part of the Heathers. This is a group of girls that consist of three girls who are all named Heather. There is Heather Duke (Shannen Doherty), Heather McNamara (Lisanne Falk), and Heather Chandler (Kim Walker). Continue reading “Heathers film review”
Earlier this year I talked about my funk. I haven’t had the courage to write about part of that depression until now. I’m thirty-four years old and not naive that my days of becoming a mother are more limited the older I become. In fact, when I was in my twenties I made a remark that if I did not have kids by the time I was thirty-five I guess I would not have children at all. Needless to say remembering those words coming out of my mouth this year on my birthday was a hard pill to swallow. Maybe that’s part of why mother’s day was so hard for me this year. I attempted to start writing about why mothers should need shown appreciation, and my other mother, earlier this year and could not bring myself to finish the post. Not on Mother’s Day and not because I don’t believe in such. I did not because when you are faced with a uterus who is constantly angry at you and judging you for the lack of child in your womb it is difficult to do so.
Upon my mother’s death all of my family members at one point or another were harassed by a yellow butterfly. I kept seeing yellow butterflies show up everywhere I went, even on the job interview that landed me my first job. I kept thinking, “How strange.” I of course thought this was stranger upon hearing about my families experiences as well. It wasn’t until today I happened upon a site that speaks of butterflies as omens. Continue reading “Butterflies in the…office”