Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Alex Andrews from Pexels When I was six, my family went to a summer camp in Manitoba, Canada. We stayed in a cabin filled with moths about the size of my face. Did you know that moths were prodigious breeders? Who knew something so small could lay so many eggs? It was truly remarkable! My mom... Continue Reading →
Photo by Michael Herren from Pexels I’ve mentioned this before, I dedicated a whole post to it, but I’m not a hugger. It goes beyond not liking it or finding it peculiar. I have a strong visceral reaction to a hug from a stranger. My throat clenches, my pupils dilate, my muscles tighten, and I become as stiff... Continue Reading →
Photo by fotografierende from Pexels I was in the elevator, the door opened, and I started to walk out but stopped abruptly. Someone was standing there, waiting to get on, and we began to move at the same time. We both let out a startled, oh! and jumped back. There was an awkward moment of silence, and then... Continue Reading →
Photo by Kat Jayne from Pexels “Just existing on some days is more than enough. The flowers do it every day and they add beauty to the world just by being here.” — Nikita Gill (@nikita_gill on Instagram) I haven’t started one of these things with a quote in a while, but this one stopped my scrolling finger... Continue Reading →
Photo by Ben Blennerhassett on Unsplash.com My alarm is supposed to go off in about 55 minutes, but here I am, wide awake. It’s still dark outside, and I think the sun might be too tired to rise. I can hear raindrops hitting the windows with a ferocity that’s quite startling. It sounds like tiny... Continue Reading →
Photo by Dương Nhân from Pexels I wrote that title for one person and for one reason. It’ll make her laugh. That’s it. That's the only reason I did it. I want her to read this, shaking her head, and chuckling. If she mutters, I can’t believe you did it? I've earned some bonus points, and I'm patting... Continue Reading →
Photo by Skitterphoto from Pexels I try to stay informed about world events because that’s what grown-ups do, or some nonsense like that. I check out the news and treat my brain to a daily dose of WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON! I question our longevity as a species and my own sanity. When that joyful and... Continue Reading →
Photo by Denys Argyriou on Unsplash.com Every once in a while, I like to start this by saying that I have nothing to say. My mind is blank. Words are hard. Who will read this? Well, you are, and I’m grateful. No, seriously, I am immensely grateful despite the sentence I’m about to write. The... Continue Reading →
Photo by Ava Sol on Unsplash.com I’ve been trying very hard to keep my Cynic under control, but it’s becoming a challenge. My Cynic, and yes, it's an entity unto itself, likes to run wild, wreak havoc, and be a general nuisance. Sure, it can be endearing and quirky. It can even be cute and... Continue Reading →
Photo by lalesh aldarwish from Pexels I can’t stop thinking about the words of one of my favourite poems. It was written by one of my favourite writers, and when I'm in a mood, it's the piece of writing that can lift my spirits. I first heard Maya Angelou read her poem, Still I Rise, in a grade... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 