The spark – finding myself

There was a spark that ignited something within me a couple weeks ago.  As usual, I’ve been on a hiatus from writing here, publicly.  The reasons are many, but no doubt a result of said spark. What it comes down to is that I’ve finally found myself. It cannot be...

Achieving my dreams in 2015

The fact is well-know that I am proud to have made it to 2015 after being a survivor for six years.  The years after my recovery have been nothing short of an emotional and mental roller coaster – highs, lows and everything in between.  I was sure that life had ended,...

Identity Crisis

What am I?  Who am I?  What and who am I supposed to be? This has been my question for well over a decade, perhaps a decade and a half.  I’ve made mention several times of how I gave up what I loved and wanted to be.  Not to beat a dead horse, so to speak, but I think...

I want a lazy day

This morning I awoke gently and easily with the remembrance that I have no work to rush off to and no traffic to be stuck in.  I awoke at close to 9am, which is almost unheard of.  As I opened my eyes and scanned the room, I thought, “I can just stay here in...

I don’t have to like the hand soap

At work this morning, I went into the restroom to wash my hands and noticed that the hand soap was different.  It was a bit thicker in consistency, it had a pale green hue and smelled floral, rather than institutional, like the hand soap I have become accustomed to...

This is me

Frequently there are days that I write out a post – or most of a post – and then decide to stop writing and call it a day.  I’ve now got quite the collection of draft posts that will sit and collect dust.  I’ve had quite a few days as such, even recently,...