To place my hands over my heart, take a deep breath, and let go of that something. I attempt to do this many times throughout the day but I am unable to identify the exact think that should be let go first. There are too many to let go; each tourtuous thought linked intricately to… Continue reading The Fear of Not Enough
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?
This morning I signed my own consent form to have my IUD removed in the operating room. That's right: my appointment with the gynaecologist was just as unsuccessful as the last IUD removal attempt (except much more painful). My uterus is, quite literally, in a vice grip around that dang little piece of plastic, and… Continue reading D & C & IUD
Two weeks into my goal (challenge) to take note of what I am grateful for, and I am already finding it difficult! I meant to post this yesterday, but I really couldn't think of more than one thing I was grateful for in the last week. I did some deep "soul searching" last night and… Continue reading The Grateful Struggle – Week 2
After some (okay, only a little) consideration, a day of feeling down and almost murdering my family, and catching up on other blogs, I've decided I am going to attempt to participate in a weekly "challenge." I figure the Building Rome challenge would be great for me because it is simple, goal oriented, and aimed at… Continue reading Better Late Than Never