I rarely share the world inside my depression. Perhaps it might help for some to know, that it doesn't go away with more sleep or being around happy people. It's an unseen shroud of sadness that you can never seem to shrug off.
Today I turn 40 and I'm a mediocre person leading a mediocre life. I'm grateful that at 40, I recognise that something's always gotta give and I'm willing to be mediocre--by the world's standards so I can savour life as a daughter, wife, mother and most importantly as a child of God. I'm grateful, to…
When was the last time you picked up something new? Before 2017 drew to a close, I decided to challenge myself to knitting and the experience benefited not only myself but my children.
Is there anything wrong with being just average? Or are we only special when we're exceptional? A blog entry by Little Blue Bottle inspired me to echo her sentiments about her thoughts on the term "self-care" and how it's perfectly fine to be just an average person.