I believe that the ugly, nasty, terrible, sad and miserable stories are really the ones that win the day. The crap that shows that we can survive, and that drop the veil of separation, are what help and heal. The hard stories bridge the gap created by the boasts and brags.
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A Little Less Allows for a Little More
I went for a walk today. I put a leash on the dog and we just followed his nose. This isn't necessarily anything special, outside of the fact that the whole thing felt special. It's all new. It's all different. It's all out of our old ordinary and I feel a little more awake. We… Continue reading A Little Less Allows for a Little More
12 Hours with Myself
I did a 12 hour walk. The concept is really simple. I left my house and wasn't to be back home for twelve hours. I wasn't to use any form of entertainment (social media, books, podcasts, music, or other people). It was just me and the path under my feet. The goal wasn't to go any great distance; it was just to be with myself and to deal with whatever comes up. Honestly, I'm great company, so no problem. Oh, silly Katie.
Change is Coming
The world is filled with change, lately and always. With this, I have come to understand, I really like my comforts. I might even fight for ones that are no good for me, just because they are comfortable, and mine. (My precious.) I can't stop the shifting tides, and fighting the flow of life is… Continue reading Change is Coming
Love & Grief
I have heard that the depth of grief is equal to the depth of love. It has been six months since my dad passed away, so, though it hurts greatly now, I loved greatly prior. The feeling of loss is not a mountain to get over, but a backpack to carry. Grief doesn't leave, but… Continue reading Love & Grief
I’m Stuck
When things feel stagnant, writing always helps me find my way to a solution or to my next step. That is what happens here, in a rambling sort of way.