Resistance ISN’T Futile

You read that right. Resistance isn't bad. Resistance isn't pointless. Resistance is a compass.   I have been resisting my book lately. Let's say, the whole winter. I don't have seasonal depression, but I truly believe that I have seasonal lack of ambition. I don't think I've always had that, but I did this year. … Continue reading Resistance ISN’T Futile

Blue Nightmare

It's been a year yesterday since Mom had her seizure.  The good news, she hasn't had another one.  Reality, she could.  I still don't understand why it happened.  What sort of life lesson was I supposed to learn?  I don't know, but I do know I still beat myself up for it.  Yeah, yeah, I … Continue reading Blue Nightmare