Travel & self discovery. Art & PTSD I’m finding home

This day meant to make a mother feel special is always a lonely reminder of the continued absence of my family (Lucas being the exception). The day was quiet, there was no big family celebration held here, making it easier Read more

What are the odds, really? As you know by now if you have continued to read my stories, I believe in signs, especially those which come so unexpectedly from nature such as this one. I was on my way up Read more

I had a dream this morning after a sleepless night, one which has made me a bit sad. I dreamt that very suddenly I made the decision to go back to Canada. I found myself in a big city, something Read more

As some of you may remember I gained a very faithful friend in the large rooster whom I named Foghorn Leghorn, when I saved his life from the bully rooster. I named him thus because of the memories I have Read more

Now is that a face to make you smile? I named her Fuzzbit because that’s all she was was a bit of fuzz. When her brother Jellyroll and her first found my room, they drove me crazy, well mostly she Read more

Well since arriving here I have seen and tasted some very unusual looking fruits. It has been wonderful to try them, some which are obviously not as they seem. The first time I tried one of these I was sure Read more

I was in my room one evening, drawing, watching an old movie and just enjoying my time. I decided to make myself a sandwich, I did not have much for lunch that day and was a bit hungry. I sat Read more

I guess I should not be surprised that I fell into a hole after completing the posting of the book. I could feel myself slipping as the weeks brought me closer to the last day of posting, but I still Read more