In My Darkest Hour
I’ve struggled for many months about this very topic. I don’t want pity. I don’t want loathing. I just want people to understand that I’ve been to hell and back….
I’ve struggled for many months about this very topic. I don’t want pity. I don’t want loathing. I just want people to understand that I’ve been to hell and back….
I’ve written only briefly about my 14 year old son, CT (Cool Teen) being Autistic. I also have written briefly about homeschooling him. Homeschooling any child can be a challenge,…
Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 28. It’s hard to believe and I’m beginning to wonder where my 20s went, as I approach my third decade of life on this…
We called my grandmother Noonie. That was her special name. She was born on October 16, 1922 and her name was Melba Louise Ogle Ryan. My grandfather, Willis, had been…
I have found that in my old age, I actually have pretty good taste. Growing up, I never picked out my own clothes. Once I became a teenager, I didn’t…
I spoke a bit about my plans for the next year, but I really wasn’t as specific as I would like to be in my goals for the new year….
I’ve decided I need a makeover. Not just one on the outside, but one on the inside, too. I’ve made excuses for too long. I’ve fallen back on health issues…
My days have been absolute chaos. Well, at least for the past two or three weeks. We’re having some minor home renovations, which are being done to the entire house…
As the end of the year approaches, it’s time for all of us to be thankful and yet, this year, I’m finding it hard. For the first time since we’ve…
We celebrated Halloween on Friday and Saturday. CT is 13, so this is the first year he didn’t go out trick or treating. On Friday night, he stood in the…