On a Scale of 1 -10

  Her office was stifling, small, and reminded me of the 1970’s. The chairs were placed directly across from her desk which held a single computer and several files, one of which was mine. She had combed over it, she said, before I had arrived. She was my replacement doctor while my own doctor was…

But Who Will She Play With?

I sat in the seat across from her and tirelessly tried to explain that I was happy with the number of children I had. I felt as though I was defending myself and my choice. “But you never know, right.” No, I do. I attempted to explain that my family was complete with one child…

Making Summer Cleaning Easier

It seems as though there is always a mess in my house. I clean it up and it comes right back. Dishes on the counter, toys all over the floor, laundry heaping out of the baskets, dust bunnies in the corners. And now that summer is here we are outside more, leaving less time to…

Over the Bridge

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Grateful for YOU

It’s quiet in the house, there’s only the sound of the fridge running in the back ground and the train in the distance. I’ve had a lot of time to reflect, to express my thoughts, and to rest. I needed to. And I’m feeling grateful. I’m overwhelmed with gratitude towards my family and friends who…

Not Quite a Fisherwoman

The temperature was right and the water was calm. There was a crowd of people and we had found the perfect spot amongst them for our morning at the fishing derby. We were with friends which made it equally as exciting and our daughter was pumped. Worms on the line, fishing pole set, Dad in position,…

Through the Kaleidoscope

She snuggles in close and throws her hand up into my hair, a habit she’s had since infancy. Her purple princess dress spreads out across my lap while the sounds of cartoons fill my ears. I sip my coffee and scratch endlessly at the hives that have appeared all over my body since the medication…

Here in the Dark

The familiar smell of the building hit me in the face as I walked through the doors. I made note of it, remembering the last time I’d been a patient. Over a year ago. I had been discharged because I was stable and we had found the right dosage. The right cocktail. I was finding…

When You’re Five

Little feet pedal as fast as they can up the road ahead of me. I hold my breath, praying a car doesn’t come. Keeping the urge to run after her and carry her the rest of the way to the house to myself. We stop every few minutes to pick a flower, write in the dirt,…