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Recurring Nightmare

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How is it possible that a recurring nightmare can cause such intense fear every time I have it? It doesn’t seem to be connected to any special date, memory or trauma but out of nowhere I have it and it’s the same each time. Same people, same words, same progression, same everything and yet I […]

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Father’s Day Sucks

Personally I hate Father’s day. My sons had to grow up without their dad being there for them because he died when they were still young. It was about 1 week prior to father’s day that year. I never knew my dad. He died when I was even younger than my sons were when they […]

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National Sewing Machine Day

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HAPPY National Sewing Machine Day. It is dedicated to the device that radically transformed the world of fashion, the textile industry, and everyday life – the sewing machine.

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File this under–Things That Drive Me Crazy

Today three different news broadcasters (that I’m sure get paid huge salaries), each covering 3 different issues about 3 different politicians on 3 different news stations pronounced the word “important” as if it’s spelled with only one T. they pronounced it Impor – unt leaving out the 1st “T’ . I’m not sure why this […]

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30 years ago today

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30 years ago today Many years have passed and my heart still aches. I no longer cry every day but the fierce loss still lingers along side the tears that impatiently wait to come forth with little prompting.Memories of you, of us, still color my every waking hour and nightmares of your death still invade […]

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Body Found

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30 years ago today -Many years have passed and my heart still aches. I no longer cry every day but the fierce loss still lingers along side the tears that impatiently wait to come forth with little prompting. Memories of you, of us, still color my every waking hour and nightmares of your death still […]

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It Does NOT Get Easier

Todays date- 1995….went to bed with my dear husband not knowing it would be the last time I’d lay down beside him & the last time I’d ever see him. 3 days later a detective would be knocking on my door with news that his body had been found. This NEVER gets easier-the pain never […]

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