Posts by Z

The One Who Left You

The One Who Left You By Z Zoccolante   This is for the you that brought a doll for your friend’s birthday, but it wasn’t the “right” color, and your friend opened it and made a face and you pretended it didn’t hurt you like a pencil stab in the heart, but you went under the table at pizza hut to cry and lied to the parents when they peeked their heads under saying that you’d dropped something.   This is the you that prided...

If I Could Tell My Ex One Thing

If I Could Tell My Ex One Thing By Z Zoccolante   There are various theories on why we enter into relationships. Some say we are designed for connection with other humans, friendship or intimate. Working with addiction and coming from that background I believe that it’s true because I’ve seen time and again people trying to meet their connection needs with a substance or addictive behavior. I have heard of someone leaving candy...

What God Does When You Lose Something

What God Does When You Lose Something By Z Zoccolante   Once upon a time, which is this time, I have a dog named Vega, who I learn a lot of lesson from. Or maybe God just uses her to remind me of things He wants to say.   Last week, after a long day, my roommates take Vega to the park so I can eat dinner. They return telling me that they’re so sorry but they lost her orange ball somewhere in the grassy knoll. It’s fine, I...

I Give You Permission

I Give You Permission By Z Zoccolante   There are so many times in life that we start over . . .   He said that he never felt like he could really be himself, that he was always looking to the adults to tell him what he should do, could do, but where was his own voice. He said he never had the strength to follow it until the voice got soft and hid inside, out of reach. We all want to live our truth and share it bravely,...

Can Someone Else Do It

Can Someone Else Do It By Z Zoccolante   The day before, my car maintenance light goes on, which usually means I need an oil check. I drove it for a day ignoring it because I have life things to do. But the next day when I saw the words on my dash I thought, darn, yes, this needs my attention.   I call my dad because I need a refresher on how to change my oil. I know, I know what some of you might be thinking. I was the girl...