His face was splotchy from screaming, balled fists white from clenched pressure, angry tears leaking from the corners of angry eyes,
“I’m in charge of ME! I know what’s best for ME!”
It had been one of those line-in-the-sand days:… Read more →
I used to complain about working in an office. I preferred to work from home, in my pajamas, with a mug of fresh coffee (that I made) in one hand and my dog at my feet. These days I refer… Read more →
Trying to explain what major clinical depression feels like to someone who has never experienced it is like trying to explain colors to someone who was born blind. It is experiencing a depth of despair that… Read more →
Have you ever found yourself seriously unprepared for a task you thought you could wing?
That is exactly where I found myself around mile ten of my first ever half marathon. For whatever reason, I thought I was ready for… Read more →
I am walking though the forest looking for food. I see a clump of berries sitting on a small mound of branches.
I lift a paw to grab them. Lunch for my cubs. A loud “SNAP!” explodes from below and… Read more →
The preschool years were tough. Every day was SO lonnnnnggggg. No time for showers, no sleep at night. That depression diagnosis sent me down a deep, dark hole I didn’t think I’d ever escape.
So, when my oldest started school,… Read more →
On some generic, overcast day back in April, a generic and overcast judge facilitated the end of a 33 year marriage with the casual swipe of a pen as he turned us into a statistic shared by half the country.… Read more →
by: Christen Vermeulen
I shamelessly watch the show Game of Thrones, and in the beginning of the story, wise, old characters repeat the same warning over and over foreboding history to repeat itself:
“Winter is coming.”
The elders try… Read more →