Keri-lee Griffiths
“You may find the worst enemy or best friend in yourself.” - English Proverb Do you like who you are? The way you look. The sound of your voice. The way you act in social situations or the way you handle stress. When you look at all the things that make you, you, are you... Continue Reading →
A gremlin lives in my head. His name is Stewart. I know, it’s not a very scary name for a gremlin. I think it' would prefer something like Scar, Zeus, or The Great and Powerful Norman. Something majestic or, you know, grr. Well Stewart, my old nemesis, you can suck it! Let me backtrack a... Continue Reading →
Happy New Year! A new year means one thing: We’ve written up our resolutions. Lose weight, spend less, save more, and a thousand other things. These lists are full of good intentions but, in the back of our minds, we know the list will be abandoned by February. It’s inevitable or maybe I’m the only... Continue Reading →
Merry Christmas! Happy whatever you celebrate! I wish you all the sweet things like sugar and spice. I hope you have a decorated tree and lots of mistletoe. Oh, and sparkling lights hung with care. Peace and goodwill to all and to all a good season. I’ve been trying to write a post that fits... Continue Reading →
“You don’t act like a disabled person.” Um, not sure what you mean. “You need to start acting like a person with a disability.” Yeah, that didn’t clear anything up. Can you be more specific? “The way you are, the way you act, the way you live. That’s not how someone with your condition should... Continue Reading →
UPDATE: Last week I ran into some problems with my web host, and I had to shut everything down. That meant finding a new host, creating a new site, and uploading all of my blogs. It’s taken a lot of time but it’s done and I’m so happy! Thank you for your patience, understand, and... Continue Reading →
You had to ask! You had to say the words. Tempt fate? Why the hell not! Let’s put it out into the universe and see what happens. It’s not like the universe likes to sucker punch the foolish. Oh, wait, yes it does! It does it for the giggles. Oh, but okay, go on, give... Continue Reading →
They stalk their prey with wide eyes and bared teeth. Like sonar, pinging off a target, their voices rise to an octave that could break glass and shatter stone. They come closer. Circling. Cackling. Corralling their victim with glee and guile. The prey frantically searches for an escape. Their heart races. Beads of sweat roll... Continue Reading →
I’m the type of person that gets lost in daydreams. I spend hours staring up at the sky. My happy place is curled up with a decent story or walking alone on a quiet trail. I’m a thoughtful, sensitive, introvert who’s comfortable with the silence. I also talking about geopolitics and the complexities of international... Continue Reading →
It’s not hypochondria if you really do get sick all the time. Isn't that what all hypochondriacs say? But it's true! Argue with me all you like but I will not be swayed. My position is firm. My feet are grounded. I am not a hypochondriac! Yeah, I run out of a room when someone... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 