What defines me?

Cancer , A Dozen Kids , Life, Struggle

So remember a while ago writing about all the death thoughts creeping in at all the wrong times. Honestly being a pretty constant presence in my life for some time. I had initially thought it was a medication problem. Only to be convinced it wasn’t after adjusting them. Turns out it was the wrong adjustment. …

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This story goes way way back. You see after a failed marriage I found myself alone and clinging to anything or anyone who showed attention or love. I was living on my own in a small one bedroom apt. I had 3 children and a 4th on the way. I was young just a mere …

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Last night I went searching for the perfect picture to place on my blog. I wanted it to be from my younger years as that is what the blog was pertaining to at the time. As I went on my quest pulling out the photo albums I had just been given no more than a …

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I have really struggled this week. I have struggled to blog, to communicate, to feel good about much of anything. I have been striving towards finding a friendship. I reached out to a few women I had known or been acquaintances with in hopes for some female interaction. I have done nothing but fail at …

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Yesterday morning I woke up feeling a bit sick and begun my normal routine. I first rolled to his side of the bed I wrapped him in my arms and took 3 deep inhale exhales. I kissed his shoulder as this particular morning he was turned on his side away from me. I then grabbed …

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It’s been several days sitting here at this low. It’s consuming me now. I need to talk I need to pour my heart out in hopes that I’m still lovable after. I have struggled this week at everything life has felt nothing short of overwhelming. The flood, the move, all of the changes has been …

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It’s been a couple days since I have written. Despite his best efforts I just wasn’t able to make my fingers hit the keys to type. I had a conversation about cancer. That conversation was to real and too raw for me to handle and I shut down. I jumped right on the band wagon …

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