Love has strung together days, moments of
happiness for me.
Years went by without much of anything–
until we met.
Smiles, laughter, adventure, the newness of a newfound love.
I trace the days of “us” in your smile.
Photo from Pixabay.com, by AnnaER
via Daily Prompt: Trace
When all the days blur into one
and the calendar flips when the month is done–
Sometimes, life simply drags along.
Other times, life feels like a song.
Photo from Pixabay.com, by info254
A little update on my health, for those interested in the chronic illness part of my blog.
I’ve been going to doctor appointments like a mad woman lately. It started with a new doctor who then referred me to several other doctors, who referred me to other doctors… I’m not complaining because the first doctor took my problems seriously and I actually feel like I’m on a better path to figuring this whole mess out. Continue reading “TESTS GALORE!”
I’m writing this story as I go, would love if you’d chime in with your thoughts! 🙂
Read more here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
The day they met on the bus, was the day that changed both of their lives.
For Jane, it was the cheery mood she found herself in as she walked down her driveway after exiting the bus.
For Adrian, it was watching Jane leave the bus with a bounce in her step. He sensed she didn’t often feel that way — heck, he didn’t either. Continue reading “PART 4 – THE CRAZY THING – A SHORT STORY”
Falling like a snowflake,
melting in the spring
I pry my eyes wide open
to feel the familiar emptiness.
It’s in my heart
It’s in my conscious
Maybe it’s always been there.
Emptiness is all encompassing,
swallowing me whole like a snake
eating it’s first meal of the day.
Continue reading “EMPTINESS ADRIFT”
Thank you to each and every one of you who’s decided to follow my blog and read, like, and comment on my work. It truly means the world to me! I love to write.
Writing helps me to navigate life’s struggles, helps me to learn and grow, helps me to think more clearly, and, most of all… it helps me to feel better throughout my depression.
*Insert happy/celebratory things here!*
Also, the photo is a little bit inaccurate — I’m not eating cake. But how nice would that be?
Photo from Pixabay.com, by diapicard
Part 1, Part 2
“So, how would you like to pay?” The clerk asked the couple, standing behind the gleaming glass display of sparkling, expensive jewelry.
“Check.” Adrian responded, pulling a checkbook out of his pocket. Jane handed him a pen since she knew he’d forgotten his today. Continue reading “PART 3 – THE CRAZY THING – A SHORT STORY”