
Three years ago, I finally escaped from my personal prison. Previous attempts to get out had failed, with promises of positive change and an empty bank account usually the culprits behind it. This time though, I knew it was a…
August is a month of milestones for me. Some good. Some not so good. It was seven years ago, while coming home from my husband’s birthday dinner, I knew it would be the last one we would celebrate together. I…
Three years ago, I was miserable. I didn’t think I’d ever know what happiness felt like again. At the rate things were going, I just assumed I’d keel over at an early age from either a heart attack or an…
The memory of her lingers long after she’s gone. The scent of her hair on the pillow. The sound of her laugh. The feel of her hand in mine. The image of her smile. These are the things I keep…
Acceptance. Resignation. Two ideas I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. They do not necessarily co-exist in our lives. Some of us shun one while gladly embracing the other. One can be healthy. The other, self-destructive. To me, acceptance is…
You don’t want to be inside this head right now. It is a dark, dark place, full of bad memories that won’t go away. They come at me, out of nowhere. Flashbacks that I can’t control and that I don’t…
Walking across the threshold, I had no idea I’d be so overcome with emotions. I actually had to stop and compose myself before going any further. It had been about six years since I had stepped foot in a place…
It’s funny how landscapes can bring memories flooding back to you. I’ve spent a lot of time in the last month driving through areas that I used to frequent. The new commute takes me through my college town and the…