Huge stakes pierce my heels Burning red hot fire Millions of minuscule knives Flay the insides of my feet A giant vegetable peeler slices off The bottoms * I'm sorry to those I squashed Those I looked down upon From any temporary high ground I believed I held I am your voodoo doll And you… Continue reading Voodoo Doll: MS Awareness
Paradise. It's not the tropics. I'm bundled up in a blanket with my jacket on, absorbing vitamin D through my face and hands. Not a margarita but a BC cider in my hand No internet No wifi Just the wide ocean The waves Relentless in their battering of the rocky shore Their energy And constant… Continue reading West Coast: Unplugged Joy
Beginnings are endings. Endings are beginnings.
What happens when your life suddenly changes direction and the career you love is over twenty years before retirement?
First of all, I have to acknowledge the overwhelming positive support I got for my last post from my various ms ‘families’. For an introvert that overanalyses every social interaction (yeah, I think they call that social anxiety 🤔 ), it took me a long time to put myself out in cyber world and open myself… Continue reading FEAR