Miss Unruffled

My Mother, like many, saved various remnants from my childhood. I usually find pieces of my history tucked into the pages of a handed down book or in a box of "do you want any of this?" I don't remember exactly when the construction paper ribbon appeared, but it brought with it the promise of hope. "Miss Unruffled", it said, and it had my name on it. Imagine...!

Friday, August 18, 2023

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 Is six years long enough? Nothing and everything has changed. I'm finally medicated just not the way I thought I'd be. Turns out AD...
Thursday, May 4, 2017

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"I want life to be simple again," she says, while wondering if it ever actually was. "I'm so tired.  My therapist says I...
Friday, February 3, 2017

Oh - hey

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Yeah. Um... the ship went down. I'm not without injury or loss but I'm treading water and somehow think I'll be okay.
Sunday, January 11, 2015

Dear mom...

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I know it's a common theme for parents to want better for their children- hell, I feel the same regarding Kitten- but it is no longer ...
Monday, June 11, 2012

Titanic

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The ship is sinking and I'm being asked whether I'm going down with it.  I don't know how to answer...
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

It can always get worse...

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Okay.  So, I haven't been writing because I've been really broken, lately.  With the violent collapse of the business, I didn't ...
Saturday, April 14, 2012

All the way, then back again...

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Sigh. I have been writing, just not here.  I have windows live writer - or some such equivalent - which holds more entries than this one...
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Beth
Vancouver Island, BC, Canada
On a good day I'm a: creator, mother, artist, educator, painter, home learner, lover, wife, community member... On a bad day, I wish I didn't exist. Sometimes depression and anxiety close in and it's all I can do to get out of bed.
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