Call It Wisdom

Get back to work! Bravado punches, but my pick up is shelved – would love to wheel out of here and take flight – and interview skills are ungrounded, fear I will let fly unfiltered gibberish. Go for it! Boisterousness cajoles – but boldness is dangerous, and pushy only puts up walls; shifting gears might […]

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Sorrow’s Vigil

There is sorrow in the nighttime, when the light of day has faded, and the noise of life subsided, and all the world is slumbering. Then my heart beats with a single lone drum, a heaviness weighing on me, chest punctured with grief, distractions losing their hold. There is sorrow in the nighttime, a deep-seated […]

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Woulda, Shoulda, Coulda

I’d go back to school, continue post graduate work, rally the troops to get me there, scrounge the fees, find someone to carry the books (I no longer have the strength) – undoubtedly miss a few sessions, get behind, feel frustration building, consult with the energetic youthful instructor, become brain locked when I cannot interpret […]

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Reform Called For

Placed without consultation in an undesirable position – certainly didn’t ask for this – I am decidedly displeased. Princess tendencies expected pampered outcomes – exalted deployment – hypochondriacal drama despises responsibility. Lack of working boundaries merits complaints, too many unknowns counterproductive, yet I will forge ahead, accept. Cross-purposes: reckless regard for what’s important, and a […]

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Oh, To Dream

I dream of waking before the dawn, preparing for my day with proficiency, professionally preened and on the go. In reality, I see the early light of day through an insomnia-induced haze, or miss it altogether, unable to rise. I will carelessly tie my hair back, and moan at my image, forgoing cosmetics – no […]

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My Spirit Stands Strong

Progress – seldom linear – tosses me into unexpected decline – stranded and incapacitated. My son – with labour-hardened strength leaps to my side, steadying me and I feel the fear in his caring grip. My daughter, ever compassionate, reaches out for me with horror-filled eyes as my body crumples onto the bed. My husband, […]

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Accepting Self

Desiring reconnection with life, a longing for purposeful normalcy, I push forward, intentionally ignoring advice to the contrary. Original intention well-meaning (but not thought through) minimal exertion is what’s called for, but I feel inspired to do more. Former strength now lost, new awareness on the periphery, hindered only by this cloudy head- executive functioning […]

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