Note to Self #8

It hurts that much because you loved that much.

You chose to love, knowing full well that you can be hurt. But you loved, anyway. Because you believed in the possibility of something greater. And that – the belief, the hope, the possibility – shouldn’t die when the hurt sets in.… Read more

Being Me.

​Scrolling through my drafts, I found a previously unpublished piece I wrote around mid-2017.  I don’t quite know why I didn’t publish it as it is – because reading it now, it seemed appropriate, given my circumstances back then.  In fact, it was less dramatic than the emotions that I remembered were churning within me.… Read more