Evolution. Evolution of a page. Of a middle-aged woman. Every winter I get low. Blue. Depressed. Having, in the past, recogni...

I want so desperately to post about the events surrounding my daughter's high school graduation. All I can really think to show is the...

Unfortunately I have slipped into the abyss. I have had to reel in my circle of concern to include myself, my daughter, and my job. My poor...

Last post I admitted to another depression. I have been feeling better and having more clarity about depression. I have been really thinki...

It was the two year anniversary of my blog this week. For it I decided not to post at all. But since I am feeling depressed again I thought ...

I really do not want to seem too needy regarding this care-giving-for-my-mother job. But I am needy and this is my journal and I will cry i...

That beautiful Scout is my oldest brother. He would go on to grow up and do all the things the kids did in the 50s. He would finish high sch...