A Hard Week Ahead

A Hard Week Ahead Seven years ago this week, my father passed away. He bravely battled various forms of cancer for 15 years. Eight years “clear”, cancer resurfaced. It continued to be a battle on and off for the remainder of his life, which ended at age 63. Way too young. From year-to-year, I have … Continue reading A Hard Week Ahead

There Are Days

There are days, weeks, months even, when I have absolutely nothing to say. It doesn't mean I've shut down or that the thoughts and ideas in my head have stopped, it simply means I've got nothing to say. Sometimes it's very individualized. I have friends I speak with regularly that I do not tire of, … Continue reading There Are Days

Sick & Tired

I am sick & tired. Mostly of being both of the aforementioned. Because I have Fibromyalgia, my body responds differently to the weather and a lot of other external things that I, personally, cannot control. I have heightened senses, so a lot of smells make me sick and I often have to retreat to my … Continue reading Sick & Tired

Monday

Mondays always creep up on us, unless there happens to be a three day weekend. For the past two weeks, my Mondays have simply been filled with stress. If there's anything I need less of, it would be stress. If there's one thing I need more of, it would be sleep. Today, I shall try … Continue reading Monday