We spend our lives chasing scattered dreams driven by the illusion that the almighty dollar will somehow tame those dreams into something we can grasp, use, and even abuse. I am 35, soon to be 36 and have taken several steps back to re-evaluate my life. I was recently diagnosed as having Bipolar II, which really came as no shock considering my behaviour patterns since I was a child. My husband is facing a horrible disease at the age of 45 and I am in mourning. He is not the same and will not ever been again. I am learning to deal with it. It is not easy and with out my friends and family I would really be insane by now. I have written numerous poems over the months and have not posted any and I am going to begin doing that soon. I am leaving my job of 17 years to be at home and do some healing and helping my family to heal as well. I hope people from all over find this blog and read it and find some comfort in the arms of the words left here in truth, grace and love.

Goodnight,
Re'