Holiday Stress and Lyme Disease.
I know that posts haven’t been as regular as they should be recently. I’ve just been a bit tired and distracted. Call it the holiday blues, the winter slow down, stress, or whatever name you want to...
View ArticleA Rare Opportunity – Lessons From Our Ancestors
Today has been an interesting day. Not one that I expected, and for various reasons I am glad. I want to tell you a story, about my day. I've been ill. Maybe it's the Lyme, maybe it's the weather or...
View ArticleTuesday
I wrote this a few years ago after my best friend and “brother” died. I just didn't know how I was going to get through this horrible feeling called grief. I took to writing as a way of getting all of...
View ArticleCry til you can’t anymore…
“Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.” ― C.S. Lewis, The Silver Chair We are all there sometimes, when it...
View ArticleKindred connections
Like so many, I have always struggled with the concept of family and that historical bond that is said to connect people together and give them some sense of pride and bonding. Yet in my own history...
View ArticleIs there any coming back from this?
You try to walk away, and yet the screams and mocking follow you up the stairs. You find yourself so alone when you sit there on your bed. This isn’t what you wanted.. not for him, and not for you....
View ArticleHis Letter to Me – A letter of grief, friendship, and letting go… sort of.
In August 2012, I lost my best friend in a terrible accident. He was so important to me and I was so freaking mad after a few months that people started to worry about me. So after a few months I went...
View ArticleIn the Quad
A couple of years ago I found a few friends that I thought were gone from my life, but found them again when I started using Facebook. Finding them again really brought up some old memories and here's...
View ArticleI’ll remain unbroken
I’ve been there, in those moments of the greatest despair. I’ve sat there in the dark, pistol in hand and thoughts fighting demons. “How fucking dare you! I didn’t deserve that!” I snarled as I shook...
View ArticleThe Voices.
“I don’t know if I can do this again… it hurts when I try.” Just do it… once you start it will hurt at first, but you will see the reason. “Every time I think about it, I just want to curl up in a...
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