Walking Alone

I have a hard time writing about my past. Not so much because it is difficult to talk about but because I feel that I am talking down on the people who raised me. It isn’t that. It is only my perception. The way I experienced the events as a highly sensitive person living inContinue reading “Walking Alone”

On Being Tired

I try to take time on Sundays to rest. Having a chronic illness and post exertional malaise because of it can make even the simplest of existences exhausting. It is one of the symptoms that I despise the most and it often leaves me frustrated and angry. I feel unable to keep up with lifeContinue reading “On Being Tired”

Feel the Chair Beneath You

It was a beautiful day today. The sun was amazing and felt so welcome on my skin. The kids would have only needed sweatshirts to stay warm but because of the snow they were in full gear. The snow had turned into perfect packing snow and they made pieces of a snowman. I stood backContinue reading “Feel the Chair Beneath You”