“Be not afraid of going slowly, be afraid only of standing still” What if? Those two words have driven me absolutely bat shit crazy for quite some time. Today’s reading in The Language of Letting Go shed some light on this for me and I found it fitting to share my thoughts. As long as … Read more
Maybe I don’t know what it’s like to be physically dependent on drugs. Yes, that you are right. I’ve never been physically addicted to anything myself. But losing my mother to addiction and having a child with someone who was tormented by the same disease has given me some insight that I pray nobody else … Read more
As days come and go With the passing of time Some don’t seem to know Why i can’t pretend I’m fine I remember happy times Times we spent together Now i look around for signs Because you’re gone forever This disease has robbed me And staked claim to your soul My babies you’ll never see … Read more
