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Blue Monday
It’s said the third Monday of the year is the saddest. Well I may be bewildered at the time passing, but I’m not sad. It’s February with its fake Hearts and chocolates I think is harder for people, whenJanuary slowly fades away in a haze if ice and snow. Yet to me, things are coming…
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Inner warmth
One month until St. Valentine’s Day. I feel hope even as the cold creeps into my fingers and toes, numbing, reminding me how glorious warmth is. I try not to whine, thinking of those who can’t get warm. Those with no home to go back to, no warm bed or bodies to snuggle. Those for…
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Monday the 13th
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Sunday memories
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Road at my back
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January 4th
My week off is almost over and I’m sad to see it go. (If I’m being honest with myself, I did work half of it but it’s such a change it’s feels like an entire week of relaxation.) I cooked, cleaned, snuggled the kids, and throughout it all felt there was so much more I…
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Anxiety
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Clairvoyant
The second day of January came in like a lion, making me wonder if the year was shaping up to be the one of clarity I’m craving so much. Perhaps I became concerned about low visibility because of the blowing snow, but it was probably seeing the Jeep a few cars ahead spin into the…
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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…