Following Directions

“I don’t know.”  That was my entire response when asked what I was going to do next. Usually that response would be a defense mechanism for what I really know in my heart but am afraid to speak out of my mouth.  In this case, I really didn’t know, and the fact that I didn’t…

No Apologies Necessary

I felt bad; how could I not?  We had once relished in the fact that we were both barely making it.  Strangely we bonded because we were both “scratching and surviving.”  Misery definitely found company between us, and I would be breaking up the party.  How dare I get better, be happy, and move on? …

It’s About the Journey

There it was.  Though I knew the time was approaching, it was so surreal seeing my name on that sheet of paper.  In that moment it really clicked that I was far from my beginning, the end was closer than I accounted for, but most importantly, I had survived everything in the middle… |It’s About…