The Mark of One Year

Here it is. One year has gone by. It's a snowy morning. This is spring. Even if mother nature is not ready yet. A milky white sky so serene, so peaceful.  Quiet.  Quiet like the start of day.  A practice I've put in place about six months ago: beginning my day in silence, being aware... Continue Reading →

The Gift

It won't always be like this - right? I can't be carrying on about the man I thought loved me who turned out to be a narcissist for the rest of my days, can I? It certainly seems as if I have a lot to say about it. Again, it's only been seven months.  213... Continue Reading →

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