Making Good on a Dream
When life is good I write less. Being wrapped up in the busyness of a life well lived means I tend to turn to my writing less often. Unfortunately this […]
When life is good I write less. Being wrapped up in the busyness of a life well lived means I tend to turn to my writing less often. Unfortunately this […]
There is something magical that happens when you see yourself in someone else’s story of triumph. There is a familiarity there. A sense of comfort, peace even, when you realize: […]
It’s easy to feel cheated by Bipolar Disorder. Some days I feel self-pity and anger about having a chronic, life-long illness. I can’t begin to feel grateful for it. I […]
I believe things happen for a reason. I know, it’s cliché. You hear people say it all the time. But for me, it has always been a core belief. I […]
I am a gleek. Every Thursday night my friend and I drive my husband out of his favourite chair with the threat of choir group drama and ear […]
Testing the limits of sanity is a solitary venture. No one can stand at that brink with you. You have to go it alone. This is precisely why it is […]
I am trying something new. It’s called Words to Live By Wednesdays. It is my intention that each week I will write a post inspired by words that cause me to pause. Words […]
I close the clasp and snap it into place. Then I toss my feather pillow and inspirational book-of-choice onto it. I’ve been waiting all year for this. As I maneuver […]
Living with Bipolar Disorder has had its challenges, but what continues to inspire me are the lessons this unexpected gift has taught me. Hands down the most important lesson I […]
There was discomfort in the air. I sat straight in my chair, sort of on the edge of my seat. Not back and relaxed the way one does when they’re […]