Post #123 – Encouragement Quotes – Day Two
Post #117 – Transparency, Depression, and My Dilemma
To dip my foot into the ocean, drive a car, slip a shoe on and off, and to dance again. What joy that would be! Lately I have wrestled with fatigue and depression. My disease is progressing a bit faster. I fall asleep in the middle of eating, […]
Post #111 – I Am Dorothy – Only I Travel to Oz Via My Bed
I lose my glasses often. My aid laughs at me. (She is a good friend as well) because I am actually wearing them. Being confined to bed, I cannot travel, snap great photos, share adventures unless you’d like to hear about my thrilling doctors’ visits or maddening hospital […]
Post #100 – Anniversary of Mom and Younger Brother – Never Forgotten
After the deaths of her own parents, my mother, Dolores, and six siblings landed in an orphanage. She detested being an orphan. Mom had written her feelings in a tattered notebook I acquired after she died: “I felt abandoned. I spent most of my time reading. I guess […]
Post #99 – Battling the Warzone of PTSD and Depression
It’s a never-ending daily assault. Sometimes I just shut down, hide under my covers, and play depressing songs for hours. And I never know when it is going to hit. I was fine when I woke up, now I have fallen into a pit that I cannot climb […]
Post #95 – The Immutable Reminders Continual Assaults
My long absence Thursday, April 21st I woke up feeling great and looking forward to the solace of the upcoming weekend. Week days a group of medical staff attend to my needs which includes my participation. Always a painful process. Also, seemingly never-ending related phone calls overwhelm me. Disability is […]
Post #91 – An Orphan, Lost Love, Her Favorite Song – Memoir
Background Snippet: We were Catholic, and confirmation classes had begun the October before Aunt Loretta broke my heart. Oblivious to my ongoing depression, Mom wouldn’t let me quit. It bothered me. Mom said I should be grateful to have the privilege of Confirmation at age twelve. It implied […]
Post #85 – Voice in the Storm – A Spiritual Poem – Raw and Unedited
Clap of angry thunder, Crash of mighty trees Sinister crack of a whipping lightning bolt A soft whisper blows gently in a breeze Blasting, howling winds; Surging, tumultuous tides Ferocious waves hammering Herculean rocks While in the midst the whisper hides Mind is spinning; burning, stinging tears, relentless […]
Post #80 – Zeniths, Limbos, Utopias, and Crash Dives – Battling PTSD – Transparency
It bewilders me how mirth and melancholia could dwell simultaneously, yet in me they ensue. I am outgoing, upbeat, and busy which makes my bedridden state tolerable. Yet, depression hovers over, underneath, and within me. I cannot shake it. I wish I knew how to thwart it. My […]
Nancy Jean Walker - Loving Life Fully 