It’s like cycling uphill in three lanes of traffic in a snowstorm trying to communicate with you I keep peddling – sending signals – but
The call came just as I was falling into a deep sleep, which didn’t help my mood. Neither my husband nor I recognized the number.
Postcards from life lately. When life sends you a postcard, keep it safe, keep it close to your heart, let it warm your soul!
Dealing with Cervical Cancer one drink at a time
hoping for more - with Kira Shymn
“Beauty can be seen in all things; seeing and composing the beauty is what separates the snapshot from the photograph.” Matt Hardy
ALL THAT'S LEFT...
Talking faith, family, politics, and everything else. A Blog.
ME/CFS
Poetry and Stories by Mark Tulin
By Sandra Js Photography - Make the rest of your life the best of your life.
A cancer story
An opened personal heartbeat
Valuing quiet and solitude in academe.
Life, writing, health of an MS warrior
