If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character... Would you slow down? Or speed up?

Sunday, February 10, 2013


Some days I feel like I am on an island, like no one can possibly come close to knowing what I am going through. I know that I am not the first person to be diagnosed with this and I know that I will not be the last person to hear this news. Yet there are still hours and days that I find myself stranded.

I have tried my entire life not to take the victim role in life, but this time it has been more than a daunting task put in front of me.

What do you do when your world around your is shattering around you and try as you might you can’t pick up the pieces fast enough?

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