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all the little lights- chapter 10
Monkey was sick. Monkey was very sick. The first meeting at 9 months he sat slumped in the highchair staring at me. Every move seemed laborious. Every breath a push of strength he seemed to have no energy for. I would fed him slowly his bottle. I would try a banana or avocado to push more...
See the whole story all the little lights – chapter 9
Somehow I made it. And I danced. I paid rent. I bought groceries. I danced. I worked a second job. I went to music shows. I danced. I fell in love with Eric. I held a child in my womb. I danced. I had my heart-broken. I lost the child in my womb. I tried to join that baby in the great sleep of...
See the whole story all the little lights – chapter 8
Back and forth. Back and forth. Monkey went home six times before we could finally stop the back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Cracks showed and broke open in his shell as the pressure and fear sent him to anxieties's doorstep. I needed to help him. Somehow under the guise of...
See the whole story all the little lights – chapter 7
My childhood years passed. My childhood memories passed. I passed. This passing link of who I was and who so heavily interwoven with the girl my mother saw me. And as the passing childhood void of nuisances of what a suburban childhood was; what refused to leave was that desperation that I needed...
See the whole story all the little lights – chapter 6
‘No one no asked me about me taking my son on a bus. He's my son and no one can tell me where or where not to take my son' I could not take it anymore. For years, years, I had to bite my tongue. I had to swallow my anger as I practiced the conflict resolution skills I had perfected in my 'how to...
See the whole story all the little lights chapter 5
Failed suicide, failed life, failed goodbyes. Is this where my story starts? Does it start with me alone and trembling not completely aware of what had occurred in that hallway bathroom of that Seattle basement apartment? I barely understood what love and passion was much less pregnancy and...
See the whole story all the little lights – chapter 4
Memories are flickering of lights. They blink on and off calling to be seen yet you only get shadows of what happened at the time. The full experience of who you were and what you were doing and why you were doing it embeds itself requiring you to be fully present and absorbing life at the precise...
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I swallowed those pills. My life was a mess. The weeks after the absence of a dream of a life there was no other way to describe what was anything but a life that was a mess. But was it a mess outside of anything besides my mind? Even now I debate the validity of that statement ‘my life was a...
See the whole story all the little lights – chapter 2
Monkey was nine months when I first got the call from the nonprofit organization placement coordinator. I was surprised by the call since the normal method of placing comprised of tickets sent in mass emails and those interested would reply for the child up for grabs. 'This is a highly sensitive...
See the whole story all the little lights -chapter one
It feels almost like a betrayal writing these words. It feels almost like a gross injustice of love to remember these memories. Somehow this is an undermining of all things I hold dear to allow the feelings, thoughts and actions of that time in my life to surface once again. How far deep...
See the whole story day in the life
I witnessed the lowest, disgusting, humiliating, completely deprived occurrence three years back while still deep in the trenches navigating the court system. Who am I kidding? I am still deep, deep in the trenches. I found myself thinking about it today. Yesterday I got a phone call denying us...
See the whole story How Outdoor Therapy Helped My Foster Child
I am sure you have read somewhere on some blog post, some inspiration quote or some feel good news article that outdoor time is good for your mental wellbeing. And I am sure fellow outdoor lovers will agree with the feeling of fresh air bringing fresh healing to whatever rottenness you may have...
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