Yesterday I was speechless. For the most part I stayed off of social media figuring that something like this cannot be categorised by hashtags or profile updates. The horror, the helplessness, and indignation are still burning in my heart.
Lest we forget.
The hardest lesson for me is accepting that sometimes there are things beyond my control. Sometimes there is no fix and nothing to do but wait it out. Allowing feelings to bury me deep underground for a couple of
Yesterday afternoon I went to a memorial service for a family friend and, as usual, I’m re-examining my life. His name was Dragan and he was a doctor, like my parents, and we have known him and his family since
There's a Czech saying I know. It doesn't translate very well, but reads that, when one isn't feeling well, one is not in her right skin. That's been me all week. A toothache turned into an abscess, turned into 10 days
Aw hell! It just wasn't a good day to push myself. I went for a walk to run some errands and walked past some lovely street art. Both city consigned and not so city consigned, but both equally lovely. It put me
I've been contemplating changing things up a little for some time now, but you know how it is, one gets complacent with a status quo and everything carries on as before. Yesterday evening, with Clover's help, I finally
Yesterday I took a walk on the beach at sunset and I thought about how intensely I miss Robert now that he's had to return to E. Then I looked to the West, into the setting sun, and then at
It's amazing how long one can stare at the screen. The words and stoicism for this post didn't come till now and the terror still hasn't stopped, and, mainly, coming to the decision to publish this at all,
Do you guys do this? Do you sometimes wish for things that aren't instead of feeling grateful for things that are? Yeah, I'm all over that these days. Simple things; like not revelling in these warm, late summer days and wishing for cooler