Category: Reflections

Anxious for Nothing

Just one intrusive thought A nagging, niggling, naughty little thought pops into my mind.  Like a seed dropped into fertile soil, the thought sprouts into a series of thoughts… into a barrage of thoughts…. into a cacophony of intrusive thoughts that grow increasingly noisier and needier and demanding to beContinue readingAnxious for Nothing

500 Steps

My father attends physical therapy three times per week. Part of my job is to make sure that he gets to every single appointment. Since his illness, he cannot drive, and my mother works full time so she is unable to take him. Thus, for the duration of the timeContinue reading500 Steps