Is this based on a true story? she asked in mild disbelief as she stroked the cover of my lightly worn novel. She was holding my copy of Wild By Cheryl Strayed, which I had just finished reading moments earlier. Yes, I replied in confirmation of her suspicions. Wow. Would you ever consider doing something… Continue reading Could I Ever be Wild?
Last night I was having an online chat with my good friend Heidelberg. We have been close friends for about 4 years now, despite the fact that we've lived 1500Km away for the last few years. She is one of the best friends I have ever had, and I say that because she has never been… Continue reading The Best Friends Never Lie
I was out somewhere with a group of friends. It was somewhere that I don't remember ever being before. I heard my cell phone ringing in my purse, so I rifled through the bag to find it. I answered to find It was Ms. C, returning my call from a few days previous. "I was… Continue reading Fainting in my Sleep
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, witherings, and tarnishings." ~Anaïs Nin A friend recently confided in me that her husband slept with another woman. "You're only,… Continue reading Let Love Die
The first official day of my break (Monday was post-call so doesn't count) was preceded by a restless and stressful sleep. I fell asleep dwelling on the topic of Monday night's blog post about K's upcoming birthday. I dreamed about sending a simple email to say Happy Birthday, and from there I envisioned a multitude of… Continue reading Running Into Answers