It was a good weekend, until it wasn’t. It was the usual: he went to work on a Saturday morning and I did a workout. I squeezed in a session of poi spinning out in the sunshine. We went out and did the weekly shopping, only managing to buy two extra, non-list items, and spent…
Last November, my world was falling apart around me. I had a husband in jail, a family that wanted to lynch him, and the fear of losing everything: my marriage, my home, my job, my life as it was right then. In those twelve days between arrest and bail, I did a lot of writing.…
I’ve been a little anxious the last few days. Not overly so, mind you, and I’m definitely better than I have been when handling the same situations or circumstances. But there’s just enough anxiety to give me that hairpin trigger feeling. I handle the anxiety pretty well, all things considered. It feels like I have…