A fun-filled night out with friends. A few good smiles and laughs. Some heartbreaking news. Some sorrow-filled tears. Whatever the reason. Whatever the cause. The memories still haunt. The monster still lingers. ——————————————————————————————————————————— I’ve been seizure free for 15 months now. It’s a length of time that I thought I would never see again, butContinue reading “Monday Reflections: Lingering Monster”
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Social Butterfly
I’m quiet, if not at least soft spoken. It’s not that I don’t want to get to know you, and it’s not that I don’t care. I fear the confusion and alarm that I might bring. Five years ago, I’d smile brightly and tell you my name. I would even ask you to join meContinue reading “Social Butterfly”
Life: Crossed Out and Rewritten 