I hemmed and hawed about going for days, after having been excited for weeks. I was two days out of quarantine from being exposed to covid for the very first … Continue reading On the Docks at Capital City Pride
I hemmed and hawed about going for days, after having been excited for weeks. I was two days out of quarantine from being exposed to covid for the very first … Continue reading On the Docks at Capital City Pride
I have made no secret of the fact that I endure a considerable amount of pain in relation to my Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome and the subsequent antibiotic injury. How do I manage my Ehlers-Danlos? That … Continue reading A Balm for the Bruises and Bends
As many people whose families are in danger from this virus isolate, signs go up on their doors but life goes on Behind the signs signifying caution people at risk … Continue reading Life Behind the Signs
It has been a LONG time since I have written in this blog. For my loyal readers, I do apologize! I may not have been writing here, however, I HAVE … Continue reading Writing Changes In 2019
Walking hurt, so I stopped walking. When it stopped hurting as much, the pain was replaced with neuropathy and when I walked, I began falling. The day before my 52nd birthday, a powerchair was prescribed. I waited with bated breath for the freedom that it offered.
My grandma, who I simply called, “Grandma,” but whom everyone else called by her middle name, “Ellen,” was my confidant when I was a growing girl. It was with her that I saw my first music video on a late-night television show after Grandpa went to bed.










I love the snow.