Author: darkrosemonologues_v5gwcn

Mommy. Not mom, momma, mother or ma. Just mommy. She’s been on my mind a lot lately. Maybe it’s because the older I get the more I become her. I open my mouth and literally her words come out. Which, I guess means I’ve come full circle, considering when I was a kid I would answer the phone in our house and people would literally say, “Joyce?” This was always met with “sigh… not this is Kevin.” They would always follow up with “I thought it was your mother, hahaha. Wow you sound just like her.” Umm…Thank you? I’m sure you can imagine the mind trip I was starting to have as an 11 year old hearing this over and over. Yet, here I am, almost 45 and I’m sounding just like her with the way I say and phrase things. Today, I’m dedicating this post to her. Here is something I wrote just a few months after she died. (more…)

I was talking to a friend recently who was telling me how miserable he had been at work because of his co workers’ constant state of unhappiness and complaining and how it was starting to suck the life out of him. It got me to thinking.  We have become a society of unhappy, angry, complaining people. (more…)

I’m a cheerleader. Usually when you think of a cheerleader, you picture the Hollywood version…really pretty, blonde, a little bitchy, clothes that are way too tight, and kinda slutty because she’s had sex with half the football team. I know what you’re thinking…and you’re absolutely right. I’m not blonde.😁  (more…)