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
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
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
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
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
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?
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and edifying and I fear that I will not be a positive influence on others and therefore what I want to write should not be published.… Continue reading Friday Babbles: A Dry Well