My name is Lisa Moeller. I am a native Floridian who is content to call Saint Petersburg my birthplace and home. I am a single mother blessed with two amazing sons who are 10 years apart. They are the culmination of amazing grace.
Writing is my passion. Until
+ more bio informationYou Live, You Learn We are all students in the classroom of Life, learning lessons every single day. We will be tested on what we've learned until we eventually pass, being held back to retake the failed tests in certain life categories over and over and over again. Some people never pass the tests in time to benefit from the... More..
A Tough One to Swallow So here's a rawhide I gnawed on for nearly two years while my domicile floated away in a soapy puddle left when the housing market bubble burst. I feel comfortable assuming that you or someone you know is chewing on the same rawhide. I bet your jaw muscles ache, too. I lived in my home for 20 years, wit... More..
A Lethal Loveliness Litmus Test My mate came home from work recently and we proceeded to share stories about our day. Apparently, an old co-worker had visited the office where he works. He visited with her for a bit in the reception area before returning to his desk. He promptly received a visit from "Admonition" for spendin... More..
Change. I can, yes? Oh yeah. YEAH. I'm feeling it now. I'm on Day 4 of nicotine withdrawal. Been there? Done that? Well, I'm about "this close" to getting in my Jeep and taking a ride to Walgreens. It'll take me about 5 minutes to get right off this wagon... Some of friends are reeling from just now finding out that I chew... More..
Past? What Past? You've heard it before, ad nauseum: the past is behind you, the future doesn't exist yet, today - this moment, even - is all that matters. But what if the past and the future really did cease to exist in our minds? What if we could not remember yesterday and could not plan ahead for tomorrow? What if we rea... More..
My Little Man's Hands Your hands were clenched when you entered the world. Hot pink, with little indentations where your knuckles would be. Over time and in response to a growing sense of safety and contentment with your world on the outside, those tiny little hands with paper-thin nails that I trimmed with my teeth began to ... More..
Ten Minutes We all go through life assuming that each day will come anew, but yet an almost exact repeat of the day before. We wake up at the same time, beeline to the coffee maker and head outside for a smoke, drive the same trek to the office while we ready ourselves for 8 hours (or more) in the same chair, in the same off... More..
Rock On Several years ago, I took a work-then-play trip to Arizona. It was a little over a year after the end of my 15-year second marriage. I had just entered the rough, muddy depth of the dating sea and was barely treading water. Having never dated much at all in my 40 years (I married the two men I dated), I found myself ... More..
Breaking the Mold So, I was doing a little research to develop some fresh, new inspiring writing the other day. I simply searched women's empowerment. On the upswing, I found oodles of websites devoted to empowering women around the world, and I'm not just talking about finding equal footing in a relationship, I'm talking ... More..
I satisfied a temptation the other day. It was a temptation to which I rarely allow myself to submit. It's the kind of temptation that, in order to give in to it, you have to fight all kinds of other forces that try to convince you not to give in. It's a reverse temptation, so to speak. The temptation? Taking myself off the ... More..
Lisa Moeller
Saint Petersburg, Florida US
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