the blank page

I have sat down to write everyday this past week and every day I have stared at a blank page. The page’s lines taunting my unmoving hand, judging it’s silence. My heart beats chaning from a steady rhythm to a slow thump. After an hour I closed the book – unable to stare any longer…

i will not be silenced

I just need to say something. I need to rip the band aid right off because it is seriously weighing on my heart. I have been caught in a whirlwind of ruminating thoughts since Friday. I finally thought I had begun handling everything that was already coming up because of my stress, but then Friday…

Dear Mom

Dear Mom, I cannot quite remember the way other Mother’s Days were in the past, but there was something different about this one. There was an insurmountable tension that left me feeling unwelcome and further distanced from you. I went there booming, happy to see you; a bouquet of flowers in my hand, presents, and…

filling my cup

Self-care is one of the most important parts of what I do. I admittedly believe in the saying, you can’t give from an empty cup. Lately writing and naps have been my savior, oh and also CAROL. Still I feel completely out of balance and stressed. I have developed a not so subtle twitch in…