from Sue Dreamwalker
Taking a step back often feels like you have somehow failed, but in not stepping back I would be failing myself.
It’s hard this internal knowing, when you have no words to describe what it is you understand. It’s like you have spent years gathering together the various bits and pieces of a giant jigsaw puzzle in your mind. Each piece comes along at various points in your life and you have to juggle them about to see if they fit.
Then all at once you get one piece that slots into place and all the other pieces which you held suddenly now all fit into place. And yet you are still trying to make sense of what it is you are putting together, because we don’t have a picture box lid to understand just what kind of finished picture we are creating.
I felt the jumble of the…
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From Danny at Dream Big, Dream Often
It has been quite a while since I have given an update on my life living with MS so I thought I’d share how things are going. I know for most of your this type of update does impact you, but I do have followers who live with the disease and I want to encourage and support them in any way I can.
My first day hooked up – 2011
The infusion happened over 5 days and they leave this in your arm…
Finally leaving the hospital – 2011
I have an appointment with the neurologist at the end of March to follow-up on a new medication I am beginning in April. The medication is called Ocrevus and is an infusion I’ll take every six months in the hospital or doctor’s office. The initial treatment is administered in two sessions, two weeks apart. At each of these sessions, I will receive 300…
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from The Writer’s Playground
(Note: I wrote this many years ago for the now closed website Gather.com. This is true. It was my life.)
One child hid inside the darkness
One child never said a thing
One child closed his eyes and disappeared
But at night I still can hear him whispering, whispering, whisper…
~Dream Theater, Dead Winter Dead~
Part 1: Mr. Bear and ABBA
Tick tock, tick tock, the long arm of the clock dragged from one number to the next. How I needed the day to end, to escape the classroom, the snickers, and the laughter. Please let that bell ring soon. She was talking to the entire classroom, our 3rd-grade teacher, Mrs. Olgren. The echoing click from the wall drowned out her voice as I counted down the minutes before I could get home.
“Melanie, would you please sit still for a few more minutes?” Mrs. Olgren sighed in my…
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