Grey Days

Waking up this morning, you never would have known it was 7:00 a.m. on a Saturday. It's so dark out that even though rain was not predicted, I suspect it is getting close. That's okay, because I like the grey days. A 'grey day' for most people might mean depression, but for me, it tends … Continue reading Grey Days

Seven Years

Seven years can change everything.  I walked out of the house the other day and for the first time, I did not have issues about this moment. It's not about 'coming to terms', but maybe it's about 'coming to a new place'. Maybe it is a sign that my soul has learned how to handle this … Continue reading Seven Years