I have two nights remaining, or two sleeps, that’s the way we used to count down the days until Christmas, by the number of sleeps. I have two sleeps until I leave for treatment. My to do list is starting to get shorter. The pile of things to pack is getting taller. The exhaustion is… Continue reading Bella’s Big Adventure: Two Sleeps
Bella’s Big Adventure: The Home Stretch
I leave for treatment on Thursday. It seems to have come upon us quickly in that slow agonizing kind of way. I am the kind of person that once I have my mind made up, I am set and I am ready. When I have to wait it is pure agony for me. I know… Continue reading Bella’s Big Adventure: The Home Stretch
Bella’s Big Adventure: Perspective
The days are passing quickly. I suspect that it is due to being so busy. However, I feel like I am barely keeping my head above water so to speak, only getting done the bare minimum and my head is swimming with what still needs to be done before I leave for my big adventure.… Continue reading Bella’s Big Adventure: Perspective
Bella’s Big Adventure
In less than two weeks I am going on an adventure. There could be lions, tigers, or bears (oh my!~) It was suggested that I pack light and there was a whole list of what to bring, and an even longer list of what not to bring, and I am stressing over the whole packing… Continue reading Bella’s Big Adventure
Patience
When I was 18 months old, I was playing in the yard with my older brother as my mom stood at the window watching us as she washed a few dishes. Not long into being in the yard, my brother came inside and approached my mother. He looked up at her while she was at… Continue reading Patience
Am I disabled?
The definition of disable is to (of a disease, injury, or accident) limit (someone) in their movements, senses, or activities. And it is also means to put out of action. When I think of something being disabled, I think of the first definition for sure, but the more I dwell on the topic I… Continue reading Am I disabled?
Friday Babbles: A Dry Well
There are many times that I have much to say but don’t end up writing. I stop myself from typing because what I have to say is not uplifting and edifying and I fear that I will not be a positive influence on others and therefore what I want to write should not be published.… Continue reading Friday Babbles: A Dry Well
