Pingback: https://insach21site.wordpress.com/2017/07/13/from-bumble-to-humble/ From backstage, he can't see them, but he knows there's a crowd from the hushed whispers, an unmistakable sound. He knows his turn will soon come around and Despite his best efforts, none of his confidence has been found. Plagued with crippling doubts and fears, He wonders if anyone will care when… Continue reading The Public Speaker’s Innermost Thoughts
Pingback: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tether/ Today's prompt, tether, is a personal one for me. Typically our daily prompts inspire me to write essays or poems, but not today. When my son, Jack, was a brand-spanking-new-infant, my mother noticed a fleshy dimple of sorts at the top of his bum, right where his spine and bum met. A first… Continue reading Tethered No More
As most of my WordPress friends know, my health has not been good for seven years. This past year was probably the worst it has ever been, with the Winter proving to be almost unbearable. Between July of 2016 and February of 2017 I underwent three major surgeries, one requiring a 5 day stay in… Continue reading Finally! A light at the End of the Tunnel!
When I was scared and alone You appeared. Asking nothing of me and giving your all You saved me. Infusing my depleated soul with unconditional love, You woke my heart and ignited a fury more passionate than I ever thought possible. For You the fury continues to burn. Endlessly.
Pingback: https://thehouseofbailey.wordpress.com/2017/05/25/bubbles-bursting-2/ For centuries people have struggled with the question of, "why are we here, what is our purpose," and "what does it all mean?" I have not escaped these age-old questions, nor the search for deeper meaning. For as long as I can remember I have tormented myself trying to figure out and master my… Continue reading More than Survival
Pingback: https://strictlyunstructured.com/2017/05/24/excuse-me-but-i-think-you-have-the-wrong-impression/ "Hurry up, cross the street," she whispered to her daughter, ushering her toward the opposing city sidewalk. Confused, the young girl asked her mother, "why mom?" "Nevermind the reason, just do as I say," the mother abruptly responded to her impressionable young daughter. What the hope filled young girl failed to see was not lost on… Continue reading Behind the Impressions
Moms, Dads, athletes, professionals, and students are all common ways that people identify themselves. For a period of time during my younger years I identified myself as a Type A Perfectionist. I was born with a plan and goals and nothing was going to stop me from completing my plans and achieving my goals. As time… Continue reading Accepting My Identity Outside of “Mother”
In 2010 I made the difficult decision to undergo gastric bypass surgery. At only 26 years old, I was morbidly obese and on the fast track to diabetes and early onset heart disease. I had a two year old little boy whom I so desperately wanted to be present for and active with. My husband… Continue reading My Story: How I Had Gastric Bypass Surgery to Fix Non-Existing Ailments and Ended Up Chronically Ill
On Being a BostonianThrough the thick smoke, shadowy figures of people could barely be made out before they could be heard. Yelling, crying, and mass hysteria took over the entire finish line. In addition to failing limbs, failing hearing and ears crippled people with fear. The explosion or had it been two, had been so loud nothing… Continue reading On Being a Bostonian
Early this evening you asked to lay with me. Immediately concerned, I checked for a fever. You were fine and Yet you still wanted to lay with me. As fast as I could, I made room right next to me for you and I haven't moved since. You see, it's not too often that you ask… Continue reading Fleeting Moments Frozen in Time