Daily Challenge Check-in: May 19, 2015

Words/Time: 495 words revising “Pithea” with two of my sisters over Skype. Also known as the 41st meeting of the Tri-County Sisterhood of the Traveling Book. 93 more words

Daily Writing

You Are

If someone were to tell me that they have strong memories from when they were three years old, I might have had a hard time believing them.   294 more words

The Madness

Tiny Pieces of Hope

Maybe the things we’ve hidden ARE those barely perceptible, tiny, glimmering, pieces of hope.

And maybe the reason we have not, or don’t, cause an end to our “life in the madness” is BECAUSE OF those same barely perceptible, tiny, glimmering pieces of hope.

The Madness

Wait, what?

Sitting in the window watching for my kids’ bus. A car pulls up and a boy, 7 or 8 in baseball getup, gets out and runs to the back of the house across the street. 261 more words

The Madness

Inside Out - Raw, Unprocessed Anxiety

Stress as the result of childhood trauma has a way of lingering well into adulthood.  We can feel it – that lingering anxiety.  Throughout our days, we sit in anticipation.   588 more words

Mental Health

Quiet, Muted Despair

The depression is ingrained after so many years – there almost every day – but every day seems to have it’s own manifestation. I almost wish I was at my worst so I could hospitalize and be cared for. 1,118 more words

The Madness