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Category Archives: anxiety
I have plans. I have thoughts and ideas and goals. And then I question every single one of them. Are they my plans or God’s plans? Is the unknown map I am piecing together silently in my head even doable? … Continue reading
“Days would be more peaceful if your presence was mutable”
Can you see The humiliation? Is it apparent The embarrassment? Does the shame Glow in a full blush? Am I able To hide the sadness in my eyes? Is the armor I attempt to carry Enough to keep me hidden?
Sunshine finally Sneaking through the gray Clouds that threaten more rain soon But are holding off To let the afternoon warmth Absorb into my skin Allowing a brief moment of joy As the kids laughter And innocence Surround my ears … Continue reading
It’s not enough to close these eyes, And turn off all the lights- Because my thinking doesn’t have an off switch, And darkness brings the fights- The worries march forth, With the “what if’s” next in line- Row three is … Continue reading
I think I missed last week-and I mean I missed last week. Most of it was spent in migraine hell, so functioning was not optimal. Neither the pharmacy nor I could get the doctor’s office to respond to refill my … Continue reading
My son is 18 today. And for me, it’s quite odd. I can’t understand where the time has gone. I remember all these moments and have memories, but I have no way to share them. Because how do you share … Continue reading
As the outside hangs on, By this nail and that board- I wonder if the internal stability, Is sound or in shambles- As so many of us these days, Are held together by rusty dreams- Clinging to catch the attention, … Continue reading
What a week it was! The kids went bananas and took me with them. Thursday afternoon my migraine started. It eased slightly with meds on Friday, but decided it didn’t want to go away. So it stayed until Sunday afternoon. … Continue reading