As I struggle to write painful words of painful times that I must write to heal, I try to remember. I wonder if I am remembering correctly? Am I wrong, am I being unfair? Was I to blame? Then something strange happened this morning, almost like fate or as I have been often been heard to say, the Universe stepped in…
Sugar, my therapy dog and me after work. We would go to the hospitals and comfort the patients and families. She was the calmest Australian Shepherd I’ve ever had. I’m hoping Oberon grows into this kind of work with me. I rescued her in her senior years from Colorado Humane Society. The next week she had her Good Citizen certification,…
via Daily Prompt: Pretend I feel this is how I live my life every day. I pretend to be normal to the outside world. They do not see my insecurities, they do not see my depression, they do not see my tears of loneliness. They do not see the daily pain of the invisible illnesses of fibromyalgia, celiac, chronic…
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