I’m undertaking NaNoWriMo for the second year, and am hoping to succeed this year. It is doubtful that my lack of blog posts for a month will be noticed, since I haven’t been a consistent writer. Peace to all!
Category Archives: Writing
Love breaks my heart, over and over again. Love also saves me, one sacred breath at a time, as I watch their chests rise and fall with the tidal rhythm of life that moves through us all. Two weeks ago tomorrow, I had to rush my husband to the hospital for a head injury heContinue reading “Strange days”
What’s Your Limit?
The title of this post could refer to a whole host of subjects. Alcohol, drugs, gambling, any addictive substance. In this case though, it’s not about any of those tragic circumstances. It’s actually about tragedy itself. We’ve had to witness incredible human suffering in the past few years; natural disasters like New Orleans and Haiti,Continue reading “What’s Your Limit?”
Accepting what is.
There are times when it feels like I’m living life on a razor thin edge between sanity and complete shut-down. Catatonia – that’s what it feels like I’m heading for at times. I don’t know how to have any hopes or dreams anymore. My son has this awful neurodegenerative condition, with an immune deficiency andContinue reading “Accepting what is.”
In the hospital again.
Love is a painful process. Obvious, not new information, but as real as crawling across the overflow of needles from the sharps boxes on your bare hands and knees when you are staying with your sick child. I consider myself incredibly lucky, because my husband and I trust the surgeon who is in chargeContinue reading “In the hospital again.”
My blogs have both tended to be journals, or perhaps a series of personal essays, which is what the definition of a blog was originally. (www.Merriam-Webster.com/dictionary/BLOG) Neither of my blogs have generated much interest from the online community which hasn’t surprised me. It’s been a benefit in some ways, because having a place to putContinue reading “Clarity”
Nightmares that tear at the fabric of sleep days lost to depression at the hatred in speech news of no relevance or negatively biased pessimism reigning over hope’s tender blossoms. I remember the tears flowing freely last year as we watched a new president’s inaugural address how much have we lost in the days sinceContinue reading “Seasonal symptoms”
Navigating the stream
Writing at home full-time is a dream of mine. I realize it’s a dream shared by millions, if not billions, of people and very few have the privilege of living it. You need a benefactor, or a windfall of money, to sustain yourself financially and that’s if you’re only trying to support yourself. In additionContinue reading “Navigating the stream”
I’m embarrassed at how much time I’ve taken away from writing in either of my two blogs. I signed up for NaNoWriMo and I’ve written less than 1000 words for that, so no excuses there. Chronic fatigue is part of it, lack of light with the time change another – has either effected you? BuddhistContinue reading “Distance”
Living with a writer.
This is what it can be like when you live with a writer. I sent this text message to my husband a couple of days ago. I’m a shameless gusher, embarrassed, but shameless. Text Message to My Husband I love you. Stating it risks redundancy, but you who have loved me through all the rough,Continue reading “Living with a writer.”