Perspective
The other night, I looked out the window of my office and noticed the beautiful sliver of a moon in...
What the Heart Wants
I believe I have shared this information in the past, but I have a pacemaker. Earlier this week, I received...
The Need for Speed
This past week, I celebrated my birthday. It’s been a week of overindulging, but one indulgence stands miles above the...
Hello, my name is Gail. Have We Met?
The original working title of this piece was, What was I Thinking? However, the more I pondered the subject matter,...
Job Well Done
Today, my youngest purchased a newer car, begins a new job on Monday that will pay enough to support himself...
Garden Angel
When I work the closing shift, I live my day in reverse. What would normally be evening chores, become morning...
Nothing to Write About
Why is it easier to write when I’m angry or sad? Sometimes I think alcohol consumption spurs my creativity, but...
Driving with Groovy Gail
At the age of sixteen, I received my driver’s license. The man who granted me this privilege, literally said, during...
Who, What, Where and When?
When I was in high school, freshman year, I went to a journalism conference at a nearby university. I was...
10 Things
I find it absolutely amazing how much my relationship with my brother has evolved. Back in the day, he hated...
About Me
Groovy Gail is a Mid Western woman with a strong desire to write about her experiences and thoughts about relationships and the lies we choose to live with. Her passion for all things Mid Century Modern may have impacted her ideas about what a relationship should be like, but life’s experiences beg to differ.
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