Because I made a Promise

Fear doesn’t always make sense. That’s not to say there isn’t a reason for it or that it doesn’t serve a purpose, but often it outstays its usefulness. Often it becomes a habit or something we are so wrapped up in that seeing past it is like standing in the middle of an isolated field…

This shit isn’t easy

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. One cinnamon bun was harmed in the writing of this post.  Everybody is…

First World Problems

Foreward: Any and all decisions made here are about me, my body and my life and should in no way reflect on anyone else’s choices. My thoughts about this process and my body are also not reflective of anyone who lives with, is friends with, coaches, helps or assists me in any way. I make…

Pre-comp thoughts and musings

I like to write stuff down. I write down goals, dreams, ideas, and plans. Sometimes I write for the purposes of sharing or communicating, but quite often I write things never shared just to get them straight in my own head. These blog posts (along with the “drafts” never published) function as a diary of sorts,…

The wood between worlds

  “Well, you know how it feels if you begin hoping for something that you want desperately badly; you almost fight against the hope because it is too good to be true; you’ve been disappointed so often before.” ― C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew C.S. Lewis has always been one of my favourite authors. In one of…