I joined the crowds doing last-minute Mother’s Day shopping today and couldn’t get back home again fast enough. I like to believe I am much better these days than I used to be, but then I have moments like today where anxiety flares up and I am sent straight back to all the years when… Continue reading I am, I am, I am…
Nine years ago, my three eldest children and I were enjoying our first real family holiday in Darwin, N.T., where my Dad was stationed as a Naval Chaplain. This morning, when the photos from our trip popped up in my facebook memories online, they stopped me in my tracks as I was flooded with… Continue reading Nine years ago…
I seem to post about confidence (or the lack of it) a lot, but I guess this is what I feel is at the crux of so many mental health issues in society ~ so many of us genuinely struggle with a very real lack of self-esteem and confidence in who we are, what we… Continue reading That oh-so-elusive confidence…
The ups and downs of mental illness are like a rollercoaster that you can never jump off. There are days when I feel quite capable and relatively happy; then there are the days when pulling myself out of bed to take my youngest son to school feels like an impossible mountain, too steep to conquer. … Continue reading Anxiety…
I often think that people with anxiety are similar in many ways to butterflies…They will hesitantly hover nearby, and try to hide quietly in the background of their surroundings, but the minute you come too close, or give them too much attention, they will flutter away from you faster than you can say “Oh, look!… Continue reading Fragility…
As much as I love the magic of words and the way they blend together to convey our deepest thoughts, I still find myself hesitating when faced with a blank page (or, as it may be, a blank screen) Where to begin? How much is too much for a first post? Oh, how I wish… Continue reading The very first peek…
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