Ninth grade. The whole idea of a new school left me in anticipation of great things to come. I don’t remember being afraid of starting high school. Moving up to a bigger school where I didn’t know many of the students didn’t scare me. It was a new experience. I saw it...
Today I continue the story of “Stuck at Home, part two”. Read the beginning of part two here. ******* The family vacation went on as planned. We didn’t leave early or attempt to see an unfamiliar doctor. I said I could make it, and I did. I was a bit miserable though....
February 20, 1993 When I woke up, I felt happy. I could go home today! I packed my things so I would be ready. (Well, my Mom and Dad helped me pack my stuff.) In the afternoon, a nurse helped me into a wheelchair. They pushed me downstairs to...
I don’t remember the last time I wrote every day for a whole week. I think it was a couple of months ago, but it’s hard to say. I don’t remember the last time I went a day without sitting with writing thoughts and letting them stir in my mind. I love words and I am a...
I am excited to be a part of the Five Minute Friday link-up again! wait hope search for a place that space to feel accepted understood loved home time needed necessary to be open cultivate grow meet learn welcome embrace time find...