So should you happen to scorn or fail to comprehend or accept who I am, respect my soul, and what I have and haven't done, as I respect life and love itself.
The Scatterling series – 44 & 45
Being where you are meant to be. I have been fortunate to have found my spot, something which was confirmed in so many indescribable small ways when I spent three weeks with my entire immediate family in Brisbane, Australia, over Christmas 2014. It was great seeing my family, but none of the places I... Continue Reading →
The Scatterling series – 40–43
Multiple sclerosis has stolen by corrosive degrees the very thing that sustained us; it has eroded the passion, hollowed us both out; the outer casing is cracked and does not hold.
The Scatterling series – 35, 36, 37 & 38
I should finish telling you about going shopping after gardening while still wearing my gardening clothes. My shopping was of the unexciting kind. It involved getting a new gas canister on which the production of hot water in my household is dependent, and putting fuel in my car, on which so many aspects of my... Continue Reading →
Caring is scary
The following is written as my contribution to Blog Action Day. The theme this year is "The Power of We". To register for Blog Action Day, you have to choose a category from available options for your blog. I chose "personal". So, personal it will be. It will also be brutally honest. You have... Continue Reading →