FMF: The Kind with Blue Lines
I pulled out a piece of paper, the kind with blue lines. I knew this is what I needed to do because my normal methods for getting back into the flow of writing were not working. Sure, I’ve been journaling every day. That was one of my goals for the new year. So I put...
Living in Freedom
I’ve been pondering my One Word for a few weeks now. I thought I knew what it would be this year, but I wasn’t sure. I took my time to dwell on the possibilities and reflect on last year. My word for 2014 was Focus. I never imagined how that word would...
Heading Out the Door, part two
If you missed the beginning of this story, read part one here. I can’t tell you everything that happened on the day of the short walk. I’ve lost many of the details, but I remember enough. I remember the way I felt…the excitement of taking my walker...
Heading Out the Door, part one
It was supposed to be a short walk. I wanted to go down the street to the neighbor’s and come right back home. I thought it looked easy and I had been walking for a few years by now. I told my mom I could do it. I would do it. Because there’s no stopping me once I’ve...