It’s been a tough month at home.
My Blog: A Potpourri of living life, paralyzed and confined to a bed, how I got this way, how I cope, and my perspectives. I am also a CSA, rape, and human trafficking survivor.
Some call me “Wildflower” because … I … survive … the sights that I see when I venture out, the joy of breathing fresh air, of reading and viewing for which I am grateful, yet I prefer my solace – Scorpio hidden in the universe amid twelve grandchildren and the story of humanity, self-deprecating and struggling with self-esteem and what people say; but there are always sea-foam green, teal, lavender, and yellow Brie, dark chocolate, cherries and the Mediterranean: people ask me for my recipes; I travel virtually and survive wildlife and crime to help fellow victims; I am the Witness, I am the Sentinel: welcome to my musings!
Photographer: bdak89’s flicker
SURVIVAL CAN BE SUMMED UP IN THREE WORDS –
Burgundy, teal, and copper
This is heartbreakingly and beautifully written
Today is the best day of my life.
Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you. Walt Whitman
I have had tinnitus for twenty-four years