Like most females in America, I became aware of the intense pressure to stay thin when I hit puberty. I wanted to be lithe & graceful & tall like the dancers involved in Drama with me were. Instead, my breasts grew large, and I stayed short, at 5' 5". Still, I wanted to be rail… Continue reading Dismayed
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Acceptance: Clarity Comes In Darkness
Clarity, that feeling of peace inside, of comprehension, of acceptance of what is and what will be, often comes in our darkest hour, or in darkness itself. It hides from the light of day, and waits for the dark of night, before revealing itself to us. We grasp it gently, lest it be lost, and… Continue reading Acceptance: Clarity Comes In Darkness
Reflections: Letting Old Pain Go
Last night, prodded by my mother and her relayed messages from my brother that my father was not doing well (my parents have been divorced since I was a teenager), I called my dad. He's almost 84. I hadn't talked to him in a year, maybe two, and haven't seen him since 2005. There are… Continue reading Reflections: Letting Old Pain Go
June: Tumultuous Times
Life with CFS/FMS/chronic Lyme and other Neuro-Immune Diseases tends to eventually become incredibly boring, as your health declines steadily, more problems erupt, and you find yourself confined more and more often to bed, isolated, in pain, sick & tired. Memories fade, the months become years, and pass in a haze of misery. But sometimes, things… Continue reading June: Tumultuous Times
The Stranger In The Mirror
Standing naked, I gaze into the mirror. So many changes have happened to my body, I barely recognize the person who stares out at me. Time and illness have taken their toll. I will be 48 years old this month. Late forties. Almost fifty. My mind struggles to wrap itself around the concept. There is… Continue reading The Stranger In The Mirror
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