~Epilepsy in Real Life~
I walked along that street, oblivious to the sweat on my forehead and upper lip, loving the sunshine and the periodic breeze. But what I loved more was watching my son walk with purpose towards every house. Towards every mailbox. Towards wherever he could place one of those purple and white envelopes. He insisted on... 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...
I don’t think you can ever adequately describe an aura to someone who’s never had a seizure… It comes out of nowhere- soft, floaty, like my body’s lifting, as though weightless. And yet, I can feel just enough to know that I’m tingling...
Some people think certain things shouldn't be shared or said, and this is probably one of them. We all value our privacy… But Lord knows this blog is not about privacy or painting a picture of health. It's about honesty and real-life, for some of us...
In Megan's Shoes 