Festering Headstuff

The funny thing about the Internet is that there is so much we share but still so much that doesn’t come through in pictures or words.  See, y’all probably don’t know that I have a tic.  In my right cheek.  It gets really bad when I am stressed or anxious or upset. It’s going like [...]

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I am Having Trouble lately.

I am a little on the manic-obsessive side this morning.  I’ve been up for around four hours, three of which have been spent thinking about, looking at, and engaging in writing.  Part of me feels like a floodgate has opened, where I am able to get stuff out of my head that has been festering.  [...]

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Out Damn…Spot?

So, you know, it’s like catharsis already, man. I have never felt so unable to get shit out in my entire life.  It’s all balling up in my stomach, all of the fear and, well, fear.  It’s like writer’s block only it covers absolutely everything. I’ve been art journaling for the past few weeks.  Painting [...]

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I Heart Home

Ok, so where were we? Ahem. Most importantly, I  have new boots.  They are cute, and only vaguely in an LARP-y sort of way I would write about Lucy’s recovery but honestly, it’s just like having the pre-surgery Lucy home only with some chest scars and serious residual tape goo.  She is up and out [...]

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Disoriented

A day in the PICU is singularly surreal.  The people there are all friendly, and aside from the kid that died the night before, it’s a remarkably calm place.  You see mostly the same people and after the second day, you start to say hello and maybe one of the other parents comes to see [...]

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