…sometimes it rains

After a long bout of eighty degrees days and endless sunshine; it rained today. I hadn’t really prepared for it. I felt totally off guard as I high-stepped to my car briskly through rain puddles and potholes. If I had been better equipped for what was coming, perhaps I would’ve packed my umbrella. Or at least I would not have worn my sandals.

I had a miscarriage today.

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What if…?

What if the scars from my childhood never really heal? I’ve done the therapy. I have tried to forgive, but… I don’t have the capacity. Some things are just unforgivable. And, it’s odd that I’ve been thinking of this lately because I usually don’t

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