I Lay Awake Sometimes

There you are sitting or lying quietly alone. Your shoulders begin to feel heavy. Eyes begin to water, almost tingling. Sadness slowly rolls over you. Suddenly, you realize you feel…bad? No that doesn’t describe it. Now noticing you’re cold, you become aware something else is happening. “Am I sick?”, you ask yourself. No, you’re not sick.Continue reading “I Lay Awake Sometimes”

Journey with Hope

There is a lot I find hard to remember from my time in Afghanistan, and the military in general.  Sometimes I wonder if this is my mind slowly removing memories that are toxic to my health. Or if this is a positive sign I am, in fact, moving on from the experience.  I am healing. Continue reading “Journey with Hope”