After spending the last few years working in the hospital, I’ve come to realize just Continue reading
Contentment
On fighting with my pointy, little elbow.

Recliner days made better with Ruby snuggles.
I don’t know why, but I feel this need to protect people from this side of me. I struggle to put on a smile and keep my groans to myself, not burdening anyone with my whining. It wouldn’t do any good, anyways. Continue reading
On story-telling.
Lupus is sneaky. It invades you from the inside out – causing your body to attack itself. It’s exhausting,
When writing day gets pooped on.
Apparently our dog had an upset stomach overnight. Repeatedly. We never heard a thing – no whimpers, no cries, not a single desperate woof to go outside.