throw kindness around like confetti…

As I sit here blinking at the brightness of the screen with Archie the cat led across my stomach, I am unsure of what to write yet I have felt the longing to blog almost desperately for over a week. The mental health community recently lost a powerful voice, Amy Bleuel, to suicide and it…

the eye of the storm

It always amazes me how fast I can go from 60mph to 0mph. The signs are always there, telling me that a storm is coming… And I see them and I dance with them hoping for some sun instead but no the rain will always come. As much as I’ve spoken about what it’s like…