Don’t you see the struggle in my eyes? The constant battle within me Falling, falling, falling Into deep murky water I drown I scream Chest constricts The pain of being separated The feeling of being dizzy The room spinning out … Continue reading
I often find weekends difficult. Challenging. Testing. Tough. Tricky and often disappointing. Each time I set myself up for disappointment and what can I do? Nothing. All my life I have been a loner, and I guess it is one … Continue reading
Baby Loss and Infant loss this month. But this week it’s a BIG focus around the world. For those who have lost children please don’t make the same mistake as I have by not mentioning my precious children Micheline, Elouise … Continue reading
Dry words. Lately I haven’t really known what to write, what to say. It is as if my words have run dry. Like I have reached a stumbling block, a road block in my life. Neither moving forward or moving … Continue reading
I moved this weekend to a new place. The landlady has a dog. A dog can be your best friend. This dog seems to sense my mood. I feel lost and broken. A nobody. Battling depression. Battling waves of depression. … Continue reading
I have noticed an increase in the level of migraines I have been getting. The previous week I was off work for 9 days (holiday). No headaches. No migraines. I come back to work this week and the pain, the … Continue reading
Based on Jules Riding’s song: Broken heart. Lord I bring You my broken heart Lord I give You my aching heart Feel like I am Falling, falling apart Drowning, drowning into this Quagmire of endless sin Slaved to sin … Continue reading
James 1.17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. Last week has come and gone, fluttered by. Normally holidays for me go quickly, … Continue reading
I am sorry for getting upset I am sorry for feeling rejected I am sorry for feeling human And having expectations I am sorry for being negative I am sorry for not being patient I am sorry for being … Continue reading
My Dearest Sebby, Just thinking on the eve before your birthday… Thinking of what it would have been like to have you here toddling around. You would have been two years old. A strapping little boy. My heart breaks just … Continue reading
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