Learning To Live With Epilepsy

You want to be there for your children. You want to believe that as a parent, you have a heightened sense of danger and just plain know when your kids need you. Well, that wasn't the case the other night as Brian and I slept soundly while our son had a seizure in the hallway, … Continue reading Learning To Live With Epilepsy

Hiding Your Pain

I saw a meme today, saying something to the effect of "Don't let others see you struggle. Just get through it and be an inspiration when you succeed." For the life of me, I can't find it again so you'll have to take my word for it. A few people commented with enthusiastic agreement. I … Continue reading Hiding Your Pain

The Kindness Of Strangers

Ever since my mom died, I have been drawn to all things yellow. You see, my mom loved the color yellow. She didn't wear it much but she liked it around her. My childhood bedroom walls, trinkets, flowers, soap containers; all yellow. So now I'm drawn to yellow because it's a way to connect to … Continue reading The Kindness Of Strangers

I Feel Like I’m Failing My Son

I'm going through it with William. I've wanted to write about it but the unfortunate reality is that he's fifteen and doing so violates his privacy to a certain extent. But, still all these words are inside me, my fingers ache to type them and my brain aches to get them out of my head. … Continue reading I Feel Like I’m Failing My Son

We All Need Mental Health Help Sometimes

I debated writing this. I'm not sure if I'll even post it. It makes me feel weak. And I'm afraid of being judged. But, since it is the time of "removing the stigma," I'll try to join in. I've been depressed. I have always been good at talking myself out of being sad. I've also been guilty of wishing … Continue reading We All Need Mental Health Help Sometimes