— Coloring Life with Love, Lyme, & Laughter —
I lie in bed unable and unwilling to let sleep return. It's another night of The Dreams. My breathing has returned to normal, and I've sorted out what was dream and what is real. You know what that's like, right? You wake from a dream so real that it takes you a few minutes to... Continue Reading →
Something inside me is itchy, an internal prickling I can't scratch. I have more time than ever, yet I find myself unable to focus on anything. I am obsessed with scrolling, rarely compelled to click on links and certainly not finishing articles, no matter how important. I'm addicted to the headlines without the commitment of... Continue Reading →
I loathe vomiting. When a stomach bug attacks, I will remain in the fetal position for days with agonizing nausea rather than just getting it over with and throwing up. I've always been this way. Had I been one of those pregnant women with constant morning sickness, there would likely be three less children in... Continue Reading →
You guys know how desperately I have been trying to understand, or at the very least, accept the insanity that has consumed our small community, the fact that two people are now gone from the stunning photo you see above. Below is the passionate and poignant response I received from Josiah Pitts, a family friend... Continue Reading →
Have you ever felt like your most fervent prayer, the one you whispered at every red light, the one you needed as desperately as air, the one asked with the purest heart, yeah, that one…was stamped Denied? I sure do. I know I’m supposed to say something like His plans are not our plans or... Continue Reading →
A Broken Crayon 