My hair is a mess and I’m sitting here on the floor of a dirty bathroom peering at my own face in a mirror that hangs from the door. My cheeks are shadowed with running mascara... my nose red from misery and self pity. I’ve prayed and I’ve prayed for someone to help me but … Continue reading A Letter to my MOLESTER:
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Six Months: Month 1 Week 1
Month 1 Week 1 If there was ever a day that filled the sky with a serene sense of being and a floating on the clouds kind of feeling, it was today. Today was the day. Fiona awoke to the glimpse of sun rays dancing on the wall and the smell of a perfect breakfast … Continue reading Six Months: Month 1 Week 1
Stay Humble(our time is short)
(I apologize if this is long winded but I felt a strong need to write this) I am a Home Health and Hospice nurse. I have worked in the hospital for years and have seen plenty of sadness but something feels different and slightly difficult to put into words, but I’m going to give it my … Continue reading Stay Humble(our time is short)