And sorrow cascades in a hushed certainty. Fading in and out of reality. And joy evades, and hope carries away.. what is sure to come again on a better day.
Poetry- Storms Rage
Their Addiction-My Journey- Drugs Stole Our Unborn Grandchild
I went into shock. It took an hour or so to come around and comprehend. When I grasped the truth of the situation, I began sobbing uncontrollably.
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Bipolar Life- The Company We Keep
Satan longs to pull me in. His world of hopelessness calls to me and uses any situation to tear me down. I won't be keeping that company.
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Their Addiction-My Journey- When the Road Leads Home
..tonight we know that if the threat of violence lies in one's heart, it is escalated by drugs, not created by them.
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Five Minute Friday- Day 7 of 31 Writing Challenge
Today, I admitted something out loud-I am exhausted. The tug on my heart is more than I can bear. To withstand more of the same is beyond my ability.
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Five Minute Friday- Start
Being a bridge for a new beginning when your kids move back home.
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Their Addiction-My Journey- Lost In It..
For the record, I hate alcohol and I hate drugs.
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Five Minute Friday-Again
One word, five minutes..GO!
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Their Addiction-My Journey-Healing Begins
Addiction destroys relationships. It constructs walls of doubt and will spin one false storyline after another. Loss ushers in an unfamiliar grief cycle.
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Bipolar Life- Are You Ready?
The tragedy is not about mental illness.The tragedy is our general misunderstanding of our own ability to respond. The tragedy lies in our lost hope and dreams for a future that we still navigate.
