My head is in 100 places. I can’t seem to gather a straight thought. I’m distracted. I’m preoccupied. I’m emotional. I’m anxious. The funny thing – I was reading Through the Looking Glass and
Okay, so as I was reading about TweedleDee and TweedleDum, a couple of things came to mind. First off – they are their own little “both+and,” no? You don’t get one without the other
“Cheshire-Cat, would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.“I don’t much care where—“ said Alice.“Then
“What sort of people live about here?”“In that direction,” the Cat said, lives a Hatter; and in that direction lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they’re both mad.”“But I don’t want to
The first part of chapter 6 in Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland is so very weird…but, I found something interesting. The Duchess calls her baby (an actual baby), “Pig” as yelling and sneezing and too
I sat with this woman once, a client of mine long ago, and she needed some help. She and her children were hungry and a small gift card was all she was asking for.
In my upside-down world, not feeling well has a whole different meaning. The memories of chemo gut punch my soul. The anxieties of recurrence paralyze my mind. Talking becomes too hard. Thinking becomes even
First, Happy Mother’s Day to my EXTRAORDINARY Momma! You are an incredible example of grace, love and grit. You are classy and you are sassy, you have the softest heart but no one better
“Everything seemed to have changed since her swim in the pool, and the great hall, with the glass table and the little door, had vanished completely.” Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Through the Looking Glass,
One of the things that has thrown me most off with cancer is the body trauma. Of course, I shouldn’t be surprised, but before this was my story I always thought of cancer more