Tag: stress

  • December 30th

    December 30th
  • Thoughts the day after getting hit by a truck

    So many new experiences this year I’d have been just fine without having. Some people say you’re never given more than you can handle- I say that a steaming pile of horse…stuff. I see people given stuff they can’t handle every day, things they should never have to handle. Sometimes they do, sometimes they can’t.…

  • Boxing Day

    The day after Christmas has often been a bit of a let down, but this year our plans kept us ramped up. We were going on our fun family vacation, just because. The kids could hardly wait while we packed, almost equivalently excited as they were the night Santa was on his way After a…

  • Darkness and light

    Darkness and light Neither exists without the night And the day to light the way Both within, Always without To cast away one Is to let in the doubt Breathe in the air Exhale the earth Sister and brothers Death after birth Endless the loop Of laughter and pain Grief and suffering Humour and gain…

  • Imposter

    Imposter

    Some days you’re flying on the top of the world, other days you’re waiting to be led away in cuffs. What if they knew everything? Would they believe in me more than I do? Or would the opposite be true? Would they look at me, frown, and turn away, wondering how they ever made such…

  • Death and the Mother

  • Little boys

  • Mixed metaphor Monday

    Mixed metaphor Monday

    The start of another week has come, one week closer to holidays. My children are nearly dancing at breakfast, eager for the upcoming break. Or perhaps it’s the thought of presents which makes them wiggle in their chairs? I’ve chosen to spend the last few weeks of 2019 thinking about the direction I want to…

  • Family and friends

    Family and friends

    It’s a later night than what I usually have but I’m wide awake, thinking about the day. Possibly some of that is due to the coffee I partook in, along with the decadent Nanaimo squares, but I think it is more due to how full my heart is (and yes, okay, my stomach too!) I…

  • High water

    Today started far too early. I woke before the dawn, unable to still my racing thoughts. Monday’s are a struggle, especially with too little sleep. But even though my list of things to do is short, it’s left me somehow bereft, at sea with myself. I hold onto the board and wonder how I got…