Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Hassan OUAJBIR on Pexels.com I can barely keep my eyes open. My body is begging for sleep. It’s a desperate need that verges on panic, but I swallow it down, take a deep breath, and keep going. As much as I want it—no, need it— the sweet release of slumber will have to... Continue Reading →
Photo by Apollo Reyes on Unsplash.com *Before I get into today’s post, I want to take a minute to remember the lives lost and the lives changed nineteen years ago. 9/11 is a painful anniversary for so many of you and the constant reminder, constant coverage, can make it worse so I’ll keep it short.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Clay Banks on Unsplash.com One can pay back the loan of gold, but one dies forever in debt to those who are kind. - Malayan proverb The call had come late in the afternoon, the previous day, and we’d been waiting in the hospital ever since. Six hours. Ten hours. The hands-on the... Continue Reading →
Photo by Gratisography from Pexels “We must find time to stop and thank the people who make a difference in our lives.” ― John F. Kennedy Yesterday marked the thirteenth anniversary of my kidney transplant. Thirteen years. I’m actually shocked. It’s hard to believe so much time has passed. I know it’s a cliché, but where did the time... Continue Reading →
“Did you know? You can ‘REWIRE’ your brain to be happy by simply recalling 3 things you’re grateful for everyday for 21 days.” - Unknown I saw this quote floating around online, and it irked me. There’s nothing overtly wrong with it. It’s a nice sentiment. The words come from a desire to help people... Continue Reading →
I’m having one of those days and IT sucks. IT’s dragging me down hard and fast. I can’t stop IT and, yes, IT could be worse. IT has been worse. I usually handle IT so much better but today? IT’s kicking my ass. The great and powerful IT. Aloof and villainous. A thief, a cad,... 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 →
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 