I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
It begins and ends with love.
When I first learned I was pregnant, I was lost; overwhelmed by swirling thoughts of anxiety and fear. I sought insight from dear friends and internet strangers, and one idea from these searches struck me: No matter the fear or anxiety or dread I felt, this Wee One was created by the stong and beautiful love I am lucky enough to share with Cohiba.
You know I work with homeless addicts. Sometimes the work is frustrating, or funny, or heartwarming, but one day last week it was truly harrowing: One of our clients was detoxing from heroin.
That you learn when your life is going to change. That you can pinpoint the moment your life will change. Yesterday, Cohiba and I got some of that news. Continue reading “It’s not everyday…”
You know how some images get you all excited to try something similar project? Seeing them gives you energy and inspiration to try something new. That happens to me all the time, and Creo Somnium is going to start to showcase these images a bit.
When I create my annual challenges, this one called the 51/51 Challenge, I like to include things that encourage me to be creative. (Wonder about the 51/51 Challenge? Look HERE!) To that end, one of the goals this year was to build up the Alba Garrison pinterest boards and blog site.
Continue reading “Adding Creativty through the 51/51 Challenge”
Hey baby –
Today is the beginning of week 34 for us. If you came at this point, you would be as okay as a full-term baby, and that’s nice to know.
Yesterday’s prompt asked us to think about having a talk with someone I don’t know very well about their life and their background, and it reminded me of something my department encouraged a few years ago. but first, some backstory:
Continue reading “Ignore the Icky Feeling at Your Peril – A Dyad Disaster”
Another reblog to counter the terrifying threats of pregnancy, the threats of parenthood. I am about six weeks out from delivery and had a little freak out last night: “I will never have a weekend again. I will never get away from this job.” I posted this comment to FB, and most people were supportive, though one was like, “Yeah, forget sleep, too.” I told her she wasn’t helping, but I might just delete it. Help me see the good things! Posts like this do that.
Do people still cast curses on one another? Is that still a thing?
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 