I am dealing with the worst RA flare I ever had. My hands feel broken, every movement hurts and just getting up takes all the strengths I have. Oh God, why me? (Why not!) I have lost, gained and regained the same pounds over and over. I seem to be running in circles, like a… Continue reading 80 Days to go
If you don't like the answer, don't ask the question. What a silly statement or perhaps it isn't? I suppose it means we should always expect the worst (Answer) -no matter what? But wouldn't that be a total contradiction of how I want to be? The open-minded, positive thinker who is optimistically searching to find… Continue reading The Answers I did not want to hear!
Hearing my husband talk to our dog hurt me. "Mama is mean," he said and I am not sure if I was supposed to hear it or not -perhaps it doesn't even matter. We have been arguing a lot lately. The moment I started to speak up, was the moment when our relationship took a… Continue reading Am I the Mean Wife?
Even here, far away from their everyday life, he found the time and a place to make a call. Nothing important, in just a short while he won't remember who he talked to. His eagerness to stay connected with the world had turned into an addiction. Soon he would be back, and she would smile… Continue reading The Distance so Close
The Hunter had been in a foul mood all weekend long. He is hurting, something is wrong with his foot, but he refuses to get it taken care off -takes pain pills instead and moans and groans whenever he gets up. It's especially bad when his wife is watching him, almost as if he would… Continue reading Grumpy-Hunter Day
I am right here beside you, waiting to be seen and heard wishing back the times when no screen took you away. These days I am in competition with technology and so often I lose and I stand on the sideline. Watching you staring at a screen lost is a virtual world forgetting reality. I am… Continue reading When I was Enough
'Why don't you take care of the grass,' the hunter said and for the first time in their long life together she understood. He had been raised and taught to hunt for food and provide for his family. Their home and everything in, and around it, was her territory -no matter what. In the evening… Continue reading The Hunter and his Wife