{a house comes tumbling down}

Strange how life works, I didn’t sleep – and because of it I am in a bleak, dark place.  I’ve had two nights in the last few weeks where I quite literally lay awake all night long – not awake enough to do anything productive, but not resting deeply either. The result is I’m sick…

On Motherhood: Searching for Meaningful Metanarrative

I keep crying out that I want a bigger purpose for my life.   The universe cries back, your purpose is right in front of you. I cry back– it’s not enough.  It’s not enough.  This is not enough! I cannot pretend. I’ve been up and down, sometimes miserable lately. And I’m ashamed of myself….