~Epilepsy in Real Life~
(I wrote this over Christmas break but never shared... late, but here it is anyways :) ) Trigger. Finger’s always there... cocked, ready. Pull! Clay shatters... grey like my brain. Hits the target, sprays, explodes. But there aren’t any clay pigeons. 2018 brought live targets... Christmas, then night one in the hospital. No electrodes, no... Continue Reading →
*I wrote this last Wednesday night... Before today, through all of this, I’d really only cried- like balled my eyes out, snot from my nose- one other time. I’d had too little to eat and a couple drinks celebrating my birthday with 2 of my girlfriends… the stress melting as I sat back and... Continue Reading →
I needed a little liquid courage to put this on paper. (Besides it’s always much grittier, less polished and pretty, like real life.) But he said no. Nobody can know...
(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 →
I wrote something called “The Thread” a while ago, and I was reminded of it last night before I went to bed. I was perusing Facebook (the world’s largest time suck) and reviewing the day’s news feed. I came across “Prayers for Kylie,” a page I religiously look for as it follows the journey of a... Continue Reading →
In Megan's Shoes 