Getting Funky

I don’t mean funky in a good way, I mean getting funky like the funk, the fog, the deep dark spiral is near. I can feel it coming on. I cling to the few days of normalcy I have just experienced before it comes back to plague me. I know it is coming because prettyContinue reading “Getting Funky”

The Month of Love

From what I hear, February is the month of love. I guess Valentine’s Day and all. Seven years ago, in February, I got engaged. We had a nine month old son and we were in the process of rebuilding our house. I had come over to the house with our son to check out theContinue reading “The Month of Love”

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”

I'm So Glad I was Born

I think I am too tired to write this blog tonight. I am trying to write every day or every other day. I am trying to write consistently so I can establish this habit of sitting at the computer once a day. I want words to come easier; my vocabulary is rusty after not beingContinue reading “I'm So Glad I was Born”