There are times when I cannot explain much of anything because of the madness. When the madness sweeps over me, feeling like I am the wreckage from it all, I have a choice to make. I can choose to become part of the madness or I can see the sweetness in it all.
Tag: chronic illness trauma
Baggage Has to Go, Not Us
Time to pack our bags. Cram them full of the useless items that are holding us back. We have been carrying around the weight of the yuck-and-muck and it no longer serves us. Pull out your old suitcase, your old baggage, and let’s have a send off party.