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REALITY Check #3

In dating…

Neither cadence nor compassion can be expressed through a text, to fully engage is to turn off your phone and listen to what’s being said.

In love…

Let your kindness and generosity be a gift that is selfless in nature. The moment you begin to give in hopes of receiving, is the moment your love becomes conditional.

In life…

No matter how shitty you feel, it’s nothing that a glass of wine, hunk of chocolate or sloppy dog kiss can’t fix.

 

 

-Erin D.

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REALITY check #2

In dating…

Dating can be difficult especially when you’ve a laundry list of qualities you insist on finding in a mate. Throw your list out for at least one night, you may just find a connection with someone you least expected.

In family…

Closed minded parents raise their children to believe in what they believe, well adjusted parents raise their children with the tools to think for themselves.

In friendship…

A friend is someone that’ll always tell you when there’s something stuck in your teeth!

-Erin D.

REALITY check #1

In Television…

When creating, editing or producing a REALITY story line, follow your instinct on what feels right, because no matter how high up you are, there’ll always be someone above you that’ll change it!

In Life…

Guaranteed, you are bound to be served a basket of lemons throughout life, however, YOU are in control of what you make of them!

In Love…

Go easy on your partner, I’ve worked on enough REALITY dating shows to tell you that no one can compete with the romantic gestures created by a TEAM of talented producers!

-Erin D.

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Life Before Lupus

 

 

I wasn’t always sick, although once diagnosed, my illness somehow became my identity. Not for me per say, but everyone around me. I didn’t always have Lupus, I wasn’t always suffering from painful bouts of Colitis due to my IBD and I’d never spent the night in the hospital except after giving birth.

My childhood was a bit tumultuous, but that was to be expected having two parents that continually argued. While my father was an unpredictable, temperamental workaholic, my mother was a compassionate, loving, nurturing homemaker. And together my older sister and I lived a relatively balanced life.

I was an extremely outgoing child, loved to be the center of attention and possessed a deep desire to entertain, regardless of my venue. There wasn’t a birthday party, holiday gathering or classroom talent show where I didn’t end up on the top of some table singing my heart out. My parents would always say I was a “natural,” although looking back I wonder what they  meant by that. Honestly, I didn’t mind as long as all eyes were on me!

I spent most of my childhood  in music, voice and dance lessons. I participated in every summer theater program and was cast in every musical I auditioned for. My life revolved around the stage and as I continued to get older my desire of moving to New York and performing on Broadway were all I could dream about.

I began my college education as a music major, quickly shifted to theater and before I had finished my second year my whole life was turned upside down. I was 23 years old when my mom died of a terribly freak accident. While stepping off the porch  one morning she broke her toe, and a fragment of the bone ended up getting lodged in her lungs and killing her, just before her fifty-fifth birthday.

I was devastated losing my mom at such  a young age, she was everything to me; my cheerleader, my sounding board, my best friend and with a sick father battling Diabetes at home, I knew it would be a long time before I would step foot on any stage, much less one on the east coast.

My older sister sat me down and  in the gentlest way possible explained that our father wasn’t well and it was time I started getting REAL about my future. She suggested that I switch my major to something that could provide me with a solid paycheck , and that’s when I became a  television and film major with an emphasis in screenwriting. I redirected my creativity and passion to perform into storytelling, applied for a college internship on my first REALITY television show and viola! my career began.

My father died shortly after I became a producer, just four year after my mother passed and although I was crushed it was a pivotal moment in my life . I had the choice of allowing my pain and fear to take over me and just give up, or embrace the tools my parents bestowed upon me to fight.

I suffer daily from the painful symptoms that go along with having numerous auto immune diseases, and although it feels like I’m continually being knocked down, I’ve made the conscious decision to NEVER give up!

 

 

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