It all started about 2 years ago. I was just emerging from the year long fog that surrounded me after my father passed away. I was physically and emotionally exhausted, being "on call" with him for about 23 hours a day, seven days a week. The one hour reprieve was from a group of care …
I’m Just a “Me”
I was talking to a dear friend yesterday and in the conversation she called me an expert or something like that and the words that came out of my mouth were "Nah, I am just a me". I think I was going to say "just me" but it came out with an "a" in there …
A Different Kind of Love Letter
My friend challenged me to write a letter to my body for all that it has done for me. It is so easy to believe that my body has failed me, but the more I thought about what she said, the more I thought I could do this! Dear Body, You have been with me …
Being Lydia! 