We tell ourselves stories in order to live. -Joan Didion Earlier this month I attended my very first writing retreat. I am fairly certain I would never have started writing had I not become sick. Though I’ve been an avid reader since I was a young child (you couldn’t tear me away from my books … Continue reading Accidental Writer

Photo by Katya Austin on Unsplash One day last week, upon leaving my therapist’s office, I shared the elevator with a man who looked to be a decade or so older than me. He wore orthopedic braces on both legs and walked haltingly with a cane. As he got in the elevator we smiled at one another and … Continue reading Mostly Good

Image by ArtCoreStudios from Pixabay Lately I seem to be in another delicate state of health. When I left my job I was hopeful that increased time to take care of myself would result in improved health (physical at least, if not emotional), but so far my body does not seem to want to cooperate. I find myself … Continue reading Delicate