She’s Fighting For Her Freedom: Who The Hell Am I Here?

There are times when I miss the bliss of ignorance…the contentment of giving up hope…the calm of not caring. I can’t even remember myself before our first conversation. What was I doing? How did I spend my time? I was going on Tagged…happily…not…sharing my time…or my life…or my personal details with any of the men to whom I talked. I never complicated anything…in any way. I would have been bored…but not to the point of desperation…alone…but not to the point of being lonely. I was okay…not…thinking about being held…or being kissed. I did not have fantasies about being with a … Continue reading She’s Fighting For Her Freedom: Who The Hell Am I Here?

Sharing My World

The last new place I visited was a place I dubbed Hemingway Island. It was more of a small cove somewhere in Ohio. I spent a weekend there, that started on Thursday. This was the view across the water. As a writer, I write to the tune of inspiration. Fiction, nonfiction, short and long stories. Essays, magazine articles. I love it all. With the love of writing, I have to say, sight is my favorite sense. So much of my inspiration stems from things I see. Right now, in a room of 100 people, not many would be more satisfied … Continue reading Sharing My World

Hello Dream Reader. You Know Who You Are.

Hello You. I have to tell you how much I am enjoying this blogging 101. I contribute this to knowing you and the inspirational influence you have had on me for more than 18 months. I have written blogs, poems and letters filled with imagery we’ve never shared, kisses we’ve never felt and the pain we’ve often endured. There are times that I have been so tired from the emotional turbulence of our lives, that all I’ve wanted to do is sleep. Continue reading Hello Dream Reader. You Know Who You Are.

Loving Chris

Tagged: I’m It When I think of you it amazes me, that someone like you could exist. It always takes my breath away, remembering the first time we kissed. I think of your voice when you say my name, it always feels like a caress. I have no free will left, no thoughts of my own, for now it’s my heart you possess. I remember that day I looked on my page, the first time I looked in your eyes. Wasn’t looking for romance, not looking for love, can’t believe I was caught by surprise Going profile by profile, buying … Continue reading Loving Chris

The Rewards and Heartbreak of Home Care Nursing

Home care nursing can be a very rewarding experience. Nursing anywhere is rewarding. The death of a patient is always sad, but the one on one experience of home care nursing takes losing a patient to another level. In this blog I will share the lives of three of the most extraordinary people I had the privilege to know and love. From patient to friend When I met Michael, he was 22 years old. He had a C-4 spinal injury. This meant he had no feeling or movement below his shoulders. When I read his case file, it said Michael … Continue reading The Rewards and Heartbreak of Home Care Nursing

My Love

My Love My phone makes a noise when a message comes through I check every time in case it’s from you Right now you’re away in some faraway place, so I close my eyes and I picture your face I whisper your name and hope that you hear I squeeze my pillow and pretend that you’re near I look out my window at the stars up above, and Ask for your safety “please protect my love” I try not to cry, I try to be strong I listen and listen to your favorite song Forever and for always you’ll stay … Continue reading My Love