(written 3 years ago but certain events reminded me of it today... During hard times I think its important to remember, there's nothing more binding than humanity and our compassion for one another's struggles...) We had dinner the other night with a friend whose wife has had 7 miscarriages; they can get pregnant but it just... Continue Reading →
They call it the seven year itch; well, we’re married seven years today and met nine years tomorrow. I’d say instead, it’s the “Seven year stick.”
I didn't need to see it. See them. I'd already lived it, or at least my own version. Because if anything, I've learned we're all different, but not in the pain. That we share as deeply as two strangers who have never met but live in the same body, can.
She made a great point- the one people with inconspicuous Epilepsy often do. It was a picture I posted on my Instagram of me in San Francisco outside the City of Lights bookstore (amazing, by the way, highly recommend), all dressed up. The trip with my husband was two-fold; I went to UCSF for more Epilepsy testing and then the rest of the weekend saved for a fun-filled early birthday. As you can see, I’m smiling, relaxed and happy… I was, truly...