I am a butterfly emerging from a cocoon. I have lived so long with my depression and unacknowledged PTSD symptoms, that I grew accustomed to this shell of a person. I’ve wrapped myself in layers to protect myself from others and in the process, I’ve also isolated to the point of being unrecognizable to myself. I… Continue reading Learning Who I Am
As I wrote a few days ago, I have submitted an essay for Trillium College Holiday Wish Campaign. I met with them today and I have to say, I was left feeling a bit weary of the college itself, although the program seemed ok, it sort of felt like a big money grab. Because of… Continue reading Am I too cheap?
In just a few short months my oldest child will be 16. This life is so much different than we had imagined 16 years ago at this time; not better or worse, just different. Christmas time will always be a time of remembering for me. Our first child was due on New Years day but… Continue reading Reflections and Growing Grief
So it’s not a big surprise that moms have a difficult time with self-care and self-love. As someone with PTSD, this can be even more challenging for me as I deal with a myriad of other emotions along the way to love and care for myself. This past fall I joined a group that ran… Continue reading Putting me on the List
It’s been almost 5 months since I last posted. Many things have happened. Complicated things, stressful things, great things, amazing things. Life continues to pass along and I sometimes feel overwhelmed with all that happens in a day, a week, a month or a year. But I’m also comforted in knowing that despite my stress… Continue reading Life Goes On
This is the song that I’m clinging to these days by David Crowder: “I AM” There’s no space that His love can’t reach There’s no place where we can’t find peace There’s no end to Amazing Grace Take me in with your arms spread wide Take me in like an orphan child Never let go,… Continue reading I Am
Even when you are far, your voice carries on the wind. Even though I don’t know where you are, you are always with me. Inside my soul, calling out; shouting, whispering, doing whatever you can to get my attention. The outside world beckons me away, I’m distracted, unfocused. I know I need to look inside… Continue reading Invitation