Hell.

The view from my mother's ICU room is horrendous. The blinds open to a cement wall covered in bird droppings and a small patch of ground where sun loving plants have been thoughtlessly plunked in the shade, leaving them pale and struggling to reach the sun. It doesn't matter, really. Not for her - she … Continue reading Hell.

Gratitude

This is not an easy post for me to write.  After months of training and anticipation, the final result of my first triathlon was not what I had hoped.  Please don't misunderstand - I am proud of completing the course and thoroughly enjoyed (most of) the race, which should be all that matters.  But I … Continue reading Gratitude