a year of firsts

It’s strange to be writing this because I still feel like I am living in a dream, a nightmare of the worst kind. I still hope I will wake up on June 3rd, 2013, and have a chance to do … Read on…

faith is a choice

I was never fully convinced that I had a soul until I felt mine shatter on June 3rd, 2013. I had always suspected we were spiritual beings, and forever hoped there was something more eternal than just this temporary existence … Read on…

numb & numb-er

I’m doped up on meds and numbing the grief. Yeah, I said it. Me. The girl who insisted on “feeling life” – the good, the bad, the exhausting, the sad, the painful – is now heavily medicated.  Is there shame … Read on…

happy

aMasongrace project

I’ve been stuck on the topic of happiness lately, trying to figure out whether it is a choice or an involuntary feeling, a response to external circumstances. Can I just choose to be happy regardless of my situation? I’ve pondered … Read on…

how long?

Sometimes I don’t know what to write. I am consumed with sadness and who wants to keep reading about that? Then I remind myself that this blog is for me, and I need to get a few things out of … Read on…