2016 for me was by far the most painful year. Epilepsy played a large part in its undoing and led to conflicts I never thought possible. Some were mended and others remain...
I stood there, arms bracketing the laundry hamper, head hanging and watched the puddles form against the lenses of my glasses. Heartbroken tears cradled and collected. Familiar. I'd gone 5 whole days seizure free and was shooting for that elusive full week of reprieve but it wasn't meant to be. Last night's episodes rocked me-... Continue Reading →
Hair- begins to represent less and less of you and more and more of your “invisible illness.” That was literally my first thought as I did my hair for the first time since I hacked off 6 inches… I mean, I’ve had long hair all my life- down to the middle of my back... Continue Reading →
As I look out the window beyond this screen, I see a blanket of white snow. A fresh start, a perfect template for a new year… And it’s so peaceful.