Although I’d spent most of the aforementioned time feeling sorry for myself, I became accustomed to the time spent alone.
My boyfriend could sense it. My best friend had a feeling. Both suggested multiple times that I take a test just to be sure. Moodier than ever before, I shrugged it off as my period coming soon. Since the beginning of grade 9, Mother Nature reminded me each month of my ‘gift’. Yes I realizedContinue reading “Marriage is one thing but a baby? “
Good days for me don’t just include my son not melting down over a pair of pants he wants to wear 3 days in a row or my daughter losing her shit because she can’t find Rapunzel’s dress that’s lost in a pile of dirty clothes. Or my husband making it home in time forContinue reading “Good Days”
substance noun sub·stance \ ˈsəb-stən(t)s \ practical importance I want to put forth myself into the world and provide something of value rather than incomplete posts on my feed. A picture is worth a thousand words but to read a point of view that hasn’t yet been expressed is priceless. What makes this so unusual for me is me.Continue reading “Substance Between the Posts”