CoCo's Corner

So, my heart is broken for a very sweet guy tonight. I have known Mike (or Mikey as I call him) for several years. He and my son, Rodger, have been best friends pretty much since junior high school. They have remained that way through high school, college, being roommates, moving apart, etc. Rodger and Mike lived together for about two years. They both decided they wanted to go to school. Rodger was going to go to Utah State and Mike worked very hard to get accepted to an art school in Arizona. Mike has always been kind of a lost soul to me. He has this extremely rough exterior and does not let people in. I love to tease him and make like I'm going to hug him (and sometimes I do), because he makes these odd noises and tries to get away. He definitely has boundaries where his personal space is concerned. He went to school durin the summer and had a bit of a break before the fall semester started, so he went home. His mom had moved to the Denver area and that is where he we

We took a jaunt to Idaho Falls on Saturday. The trip had three reasons. The first was to see Ted's daughter, my stepdaughter, DeeDee and her son. The second was to celebrate her son Gabriel's second birthday that was on August 2. The third reason was to see DeeDee's husband, Logan, for the first time since he was released from prison. Yes, I have a son-in-law that went to prison and was just released. He and DeeDee made some HUGE mistakes a few years ago, which landed her on probation and him going to prison. DeeDee has made some great strides in her life, she was about six months pregnant when she went to jail. When Gabriel was born, it was like a light went on and she realized that she was responsible for another person. She went to group therapy and worked very hard to get her life straight. She just got a job at Home Depot a few months ago, where she has become a shining star and has received a few awards for how hard she works. Anyway - back to our trip. We

So, I tend to have a very sensitive side. It's a side that I don't like to show AT ALL!! A side that when I get my feelings hurt, I just want to hide somewhere and cry. That's how I felt today. And, really, it was stupid. I hate this side of me. I guess those old inadequacies started to erupt again; those ones where you feel like you're outside, where you aren't part of a group, where you feel like that geeky, awkward kid that has no friends. The part I hate is that I let stupid shit get to me the way I do. Why would I let something so insignificant get to me? I guess I just get frustrated that I work really hard at trying to make everyone happy, I work hard to try to see everyone's side, I am always the devil's advocate; but, it doesn't matter, I still end up getting walked all over at times. And, it's always the stupid stuff that sets me off. Not getting invited to lunch?? Why would that upset me so bad?? I work really hard to not let m

I developed this problem about a year and a half ago. I got hooked when a friend introduced me to my addiction. It started out as a casual thing, just was doing it every once in a while. I really wasn't getting any satisfaction from it, so I kind of gave it up. Then, about seven months ago, I started again. I started out slow again and I just did it every once in a while. Then I started doing it more and more. Now, it's to the point I have to do it every day. And, I don't do it just a little bit - I'm doing it about two hours every day. Constantly. I can't stop. But, I really don't want to stop. I enjoy my addiction. But, it has started to control my life a bit. If I even think I am going to miss a day, I start to go a little crazy, trying to find a way to sneak away to do it - find a moment that I can just get a little satisfaction. It has it's paybacks - some days are better than others. I enjoy my addiction. Hello, my name is Colleen and I

Age is just a fact of life. Every second, every minute, every day, every week, every year, we get older. It's just what happens with us. We start as babies and grow and learn. We become toddlers, then children, then those gangly in between years, then teenagers, onward to adults. Once we hit adulthood, it seems that the time goes faster and faster and soon, we are staring fifty square in the face. Along with that comes other worries. Our children grow older and go through those same stages. They get engaged. They get married. They have children. You then get to watch them go through the same thing you went through with them and then you have different worries concerning grandchildren and in-laws. Then on the whole other spectrum, you have your parents to worry about. I am rather lucky; my mother is two blocks away. If she needs something, she gives me a call and I get there as soon as I can. I also have a brother and two sisters within shouting distance if she needs s